My Baby Cares For The Dead

(альбом: More Songs Of Pain - 1983)

My baby cares for the dead, I said:
Come join the living baby, the bright sunshine
And it's so great to be alive and have a good time
But my baby hung around the dead
Making money acting friendly with the funeral family
And she was wed

My baby married a rich man mama, what can I do?
She cares for the dead now mama, she'll care for you
And my baby had a baby, not by me, but by him
Her lover who cares for the dead
And that birth meant the death of our love

I know someday my baby will care for me
She'll [?] and dress me mama, real fancy
And she'll lay me in a coffin
Comb my hair, put marbles in my eyes, ey-eye

I know someday my baby will care for me...
My baby cares for the dead