My Baby

by Patty Larkin

All the tables have been turned
All the bridges have been burned
And I empty my pockets
Just to talk about My Baby

All the love songs that I dread
All the poems jangling in my head
They’re all on target
It’s all been said about My Baby

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The curtain falls down
I’m kneeling on hallowed ground
I can’t believe that I found My Baby

I hear voices in the hall
I cast my shadow at the wall
And I look up,
And I start to call My Baby

Too long in the midnight sun
Too long living under the gun
I turn around
And I start to run to My Baby

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All the tables have been turned
All the bridges have been burned
And I empty my pockets
Just to talk about My Baby

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