(Lyrics by Lana Bogan; music by James Seals, 1974)
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Oh little baby, you'll never cry, nor will you hear a sweet lullabye.
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Oh unborn child, if you only knew just what your momma was plannin' to do.
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You're still a-clingin' to the tree of life, but soon you'll be cut off before you get ripe.
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Oh unborn child, beginning to grow inside your momma, but you'll never know.
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Oh tiny bud, that grows in the womb, only to be crushed before you can bloom.
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Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over.
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Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over.
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Stop, turn around, go back think it over.
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Oh no momma, just let it be. You'll never regret it, just wait and see.
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Think of all the great ones who gave everything
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That we might have life here, so please bear the pain.
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Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over.
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Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over.
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Stop, turn around, go back think it over.
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Unborn Child
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| Seals & Crofts |
