"Wake Up My Child" lyrics
"Wake Up My Child"
Uncle Donnie and Grandpa Joe
Came to see ma and pa on the east side
Bought ma some flowers on central avenue
Walking through skid row Joe saw
The girl with her guitar
That kid has so much
Wake up, my child
And stop your runnin' wild
I'll give you everything I can
Wake up my and breathe
In you I still believe
I hope some day you'll understand
After dinner Pa and Donnie got drunk
In the kitchen playin' dominoes while the twins went
Down to the jungle to see who they could find
Walking down Crenshaw that girl
Dream brother couldn't leave alone
That kid has so much
Wake up, my child
And stop your runnin' wild
I'll give you everything I can
Wake up my and breathe
In you I still believe
I hope some day you'll understand
Free yourself
My child
You'll always be a part of me
Free yourself
My child
Some day I hope that you will see
It's 3 the hard way like ma and pa said
They were doing the best they can
But my name is... my name is... my name is your name
Wake up, my child
And stop your runnin' wild
I'll give you everything I can
Wake up my and breathe
In you I still believe
I hope some day you'll understand
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