| Once when I was a boy of about nine or ten, I fell in love with the girl who
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| lived next door.
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| And every day after school I would wait by her fence
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| And we would play till her parents got home.
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| And she would sing this song
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| It still gives me shivers
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| There used to be this kindly old man
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| who’d make us hot cocoa while we sat in his lap
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| and he’d make her sing the song that she sang
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| the song that I still sing every day
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| He used to stroke her face, while she sang this song
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and
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| Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and
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| Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| One autumn day she asked me to wait
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| she asked me to meet her at the top of the hill
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| And so I went, hoping to spend
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| some time with the girl I loved.
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| But she never showed.
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| Oh, she never arrived.
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| This was the day,
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| the day that she died
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and
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| Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Mommy doesn’t love me and
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| Daddy doesn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Every day, for a year that we remained in that house
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| I would hear her singing in the middle of the night
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| I know that I should have been very afraid.
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| But I love the sound of her voice.
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| And she would sing to me.
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| And «Now I’ve been set free.
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| Here is the song, I sing for you»
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| Mommy didn’t love me and
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| Daddy didn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Mommy didn’t love me and
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| Daddy didn’t want me.
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| But I’m a child of God.
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| Mommy doesn’t love me.
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| Daddy doesn’t love me.
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| Mommy didn’t want me.
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| Daddy didn’t want me.
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| Mommy doesn’t love me.
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| Daddy doesn’t love me. |