Mom

A little baby told God, "Hey I'm kinda scared;

Don't really know if I wanna' go down there,

Because from here, it looks like a little blue ball;

But that's a great big place and I'm so small.

Why can't I just stay here with you?

Did I make you mad, and don't you want me to?"

And God said, "Oh child, of course I do;

(Hmm) but there's somebody special that's waiting for you.

So, hush now baby, don't you cry;

'Cuz there's someone down there's waiting--

Whose only goal in life--

Is makin' sure you're always gonna' be alright.

A loving angel, tender, tough and strong;

It's almost time to go to meet your Mom."

Now, when she's talkin' to you, make sure you listen close;

'Cuz she's gonna teach you everything you'll ever need to know:

(Like, how to mind your manners and to love and laugh and dream);

And, she'll put you on the path that will bring you back to me.

"So, hush now little baby, don't you cry;

'Cuz there's someone down there's waiting--

Whose only goal in life

Is makin' sure you're always gonna' be alright.

A loving angel, tender, tough and strong;

Come on child, it's time to meet your Mom.