Babies Lives Matter

Woe woe why
Woe woe why
Why must we let one precious baby die
Babies lives matter

Wondering and thinking
Who you’ll be like
Will you have blue eyes
The color of, a Carolina sky

Woe woe why
Woe woe why
Woe, woe why
Should they die

Wondering and thinking
The touch of your sweet velvet skin
In lovely shades of golden, umber brown
in a cabin chair, gently … rockin …

Deep in sleep like tea in sunny jars
Under the bright and beaming,
Smokey mountain stars
Will your eyes look up and say someday …

I love you
There’s a better way.

Woe woe why
Woe woe why
Why must we let one precious baby die
Babies lives matter

What can we do
What can we say
God has a better plan
Babies lives matter

Words and music by Kelly S Griswold

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