Crying like a baby In my momma's arms The day they came to tell me You were gone What have you done to me You did not do before I had you standing right next to me On the floor Well, we sang in the same places We were a double-draw And the folks came to see us Had it all But they took you to some stony place And they broke your double-jaw Now the pieces of its ivory Line the wall With cold iron in the fireplace And pictures on the wall Well I guess it's a-dying peacefully, so far Yes, I guess it's dying peacefully, so far Crying like a baby In my momma's arms The day they came to tell me You were gone You were gone You were gone
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