Here is a story of how you came to be born
How you came to be born
Papa had a bidden, mama looked very young,
Mama looked really young.
My father kept me from your father's loving arms,
From your father's loving arms.
But one stormy midnight
We stole the way in a boat
That your own father made.

Everyone is someone's sweet little baby
Everyone is someone's sweet little baby

Have one protective
We could come to know harm
We were meant for love
Until they bless us
Inner here you were born
You're my sweet little baby
Don't let them tell you
Little boy go to war fighting for your land
Don't let them tell you
It's okay, those are not our kind of man.

Everyone is someone's sweet little baby
Everyone is someone's sweet little baby

Hands over hands, child
You were not meant for that
You were meant for love.
You were meant for love.
You were meant for love.