The little girl she said to me
What are these things that I can see
Each night when I come home from school
And mama calls me in for teaOh every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do
To make that person black and blueGrandpa says their happy now
They sit with God in paradise
With angels' wings and still somehow
It makes me feel like iceTell me there's a heaven
Tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason
Why I'm seeing what I doTell me there's a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now
Papa tell me that it's soSo do I tell her that it's true
That there's a place for me and you
Where hungry children smile and say
We wouldn't have no other wayThat every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done is a game plan
To that great and joyful dayAnd I'm looking at the father and the son
And I'm looking at the mother and the daughter
And I'm watching them in tears of pain
And I'm watching them sufferDon't tell that little girl
Tell me
Tell me there's a heaven
Tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason
Why I'm seeing what I doTell me there's a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now
Papa tell me that it's so
Songwriters
REA, CHRISTOPHER ANTONPublished by
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