Babies
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it alright
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it alright
Every year 'bout this time she wants her freedom
And she calls me on the phone
She says, "Can you take the kids and can I get some money?
'Cause you know I need some time of my own"
Well, I pretend that I don't really love them
But the truth is I just can't wait to hold them in my heart
And I pretend that I still really love her
But the truth is, I'm glad we had to part
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it alright
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it alright
She's got a strict regime of health and food and fashion
But the laugh lines on her face make her look old
She's living out her life with no passion
And the ice water in her veins makes her cold
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it all right
Three little babies on a big silver bird
Flying through heaven tonight
Promise, Lord, I'll always keep my word
Just let 'em make it all right
Make it all right (three little babies)
Make it all right (three little babies)
Make it alright (three little babies)
Make it alright (three little babies)
Three little babies
Three little babies
Three little babies
Three little babies