Oh, little baby, you'll never cry Nor will you hear a sweet lullaby
Oh, unborn child, if you only knew Just what your momma was planning to do You're still clinging to the tree of life But soon you'll be cut off before you get ripe
Oh, unborn child, beginning to grow Inside your momma but you'll never know
Oh, tiny bud, that grows in the womb Only to be crushed before you can bloom
Mama, stop, turn around, go back, think it over Stop, turn around, go back, think it over
Think of all the great ones who gave everything That we might have a life here so please bear the pain
Mama, stop, turn around, go back, think it over Stop, turn around, go back, think it over
Oh, turn around, think about it Please, stop
Oh, little baby, you'll never cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.