Child Of Clay - Jimmie Rodgers

Into the darkness he was sent by parents'

Who were ignorant hm, hm Tied down to his mother’s strings

Unable to be anything hm, hm Puzzled by the things he hears

The father thinking work comes first

Ain’t got the time to quench a thirst

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Once he was a child, a beautiful child

A child of clay shaped and molded

Into what he is today

But who is to blame for this child of clay

Going out into the street at night

The answers he may meet hm hm With sick and twisted minds

He shares the searching questions

His heart bears hm hm And from the dregs

The answers find their way into his supple mind

In time the planted seeds will grow

Into a twisted vine below

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

And now his aimless days begin

To drift into sordid sin hm, hm And soon his dislike turns to hate

As the stamp of life seals his fate hm, hm and so the night conceals his name

And the days sleep off his shame

Deprived of love and wrought by fear

A feeling that the end is near

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no,