BOOTS - THERE'S A BABY
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There's a baby
Was born as soft and warm as many others
And his little smile reminds you of his mother
But he cannot understand her frightened eyes
Way she cries, oh baby

Will know to learn that unger is all around him
And the dusty walls of poverty surround him
And the hopeless cry of those about to die
His lullaby, his lullaby

And every night I hear his mother pray
That her infant son will learn to find a better way
Someday, other's baby
Grow into a world, a field of fear and danger
I must talk his brother of be a dreadest stranger

Can we build a world whre he's free to live
Free to love, free to give

Can we build a world whre he's free to live
Free to love, free to give