Here is a story of how you came to be born How you came to be born Papa had a bidden, mama looked very young, Mama looked really young. My father kept me from your father's loving arms, From your father's loving arms. But one stormy midnight We stole the way in a boat That your own father made.
Everyone is someone's sweet little baby Everyone is someone's sweet little baby
Have one protective We could come to know harm We were meant for love Until they bless us Inner here you were born You're my sweet little baby Don't let them tell you Little boy go to war fighting for your land Don't let them tell you It's okay, those are not our kind of man.
Everyone is someone's sweet little baby Everyone is someone's sweet little baby
Hands over hands, child You were not meant for that You were meant for love. You were meant for love. You were meant for love.
