I had a shiny-eyed baby
That fell out of my womb
I kissed her hello, I kissed him goodbye
And that's how we go from cradle to grave

I had a shiny-eyed baby
That never spoke one word
He smiled for happy and she cried for sad
And that's how we go from cradle to grave

If I had an umbrella
I'd shield myself from these God people
Telling me that I'm a big bad sinner
I know I made a mistake
Will it help if I get on my knees and pray?
Will it give me a clean slate?