I had a shiny eyed baby
Who fell out of my womb.
I kissed her hello,
I kissed her goodbye,
And that's how we go from
Cradle to grave.
I had a shiny eyed baby
Who never spoke one world.
He smiled for happy,
She cried for sad,
And that's how we go from
Cradle to grave.
If I had an umbrella,
I'd shield myself from
These God people
Telling me that
I'm a big bad sinner.
I know I made a mistake,
Would it help if I get on
My knees
And pray?
Will it give me a
Clean slate?
