Thursday, March 25, 2010

SWEET LITTLE CHILD

Sweet Little Child
Don’t you stop running wild
Show me the real way to be free
Sweet Little Child
Who knows no fear or sorrow
Who’s not worried about tomorrow
What will be

Sweet Little Child
Don’t let anybody tell you
That running wild
Is not what you should do
Sweet Little Child
You were born to be free

Sweet Little Child
You’re young and you’re so free
You can be what you want to be
Sweet Little Child
Dream your dreams and dream them well
Don’t you ever be scared to tell anybody
‘Bout the magnificent scenes that you see in your head

Sweet Little Child
The world is yours to take
Go running wild
Go wherever your heart leads you
Sweet Little Child
You were born to be free

Sweet Little Child
There’ll be times in your life
When you just got to do what you got to do
Sweet Little Child
It won’t always be your cup of tea
That I can surely guarantee
Sometimes certain things they just got to be

Sweet Little Child
Everybody will not vouch
Your running wild
Because it kinda cramps their style
Sweet Little Child (Remember that)
Free indeed you are

Sweet Little Child
The world’s getting crazier by the day
Nobody can really say
That they’re free from the sorrow and pain that it brings
Sweet Little Child
When the world gets on your case
‘N all this joy and happiness will vanish without a trace (when that happens)

Sweet Little Child
Remember all those times
That you were running wild
Just like you should have
Sweet Little Child(Don’t you forget)
You were born to be free

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