Oh, little baby, you'll never cry Nor will you hear a sweet lullaby Oh, unborn child, if you only knew Just what your momma was planning to do You're still clinging to the tree of life But soon you'll be cut off before you get ripe Oh, unborn child, beginning to grow Inside your momma but you'll never know Oh, tiny bud, that grows in the womb Only to be crushed before you can bloom Mama, stop, turn around, go back, think it over Stop, turn around, go back, think it over Think of all the great ones who gave everything That we might have a life here so please bear the pain Mama, stop, turn around, go back, think it over Stop, turn around, go back, think it over Oh, turn around, think about it Please, stop Oh, little baby, you'll never cry