Woorden: Jackson C. Frank. Cryin' Like A Baby.

Crying like a baby
In my Momma's arms
The day they came to tell me
You were gone

What have you done to me
You did not do before?
I had you standing right next to me
On the floor

Well, we sang in the same places
We were a double draw
And the folks came to see us
Had it all

But they took you to some stony place
And they broke your double jaw
Now the pieces of its ivory
Line the wall
With cold iron in the fireplace
And pictures of the war
Well I guess it's dying a peaceful death
So far
Yes I guess it's dying a peaceful death
So far

Crying like a baby
In my Momma's arms
The day they came to tell me
You were gone
You were gone
You were gone