Paul Stookey, Denny Bouchard, Mary Clarkson, Karla Thibodeau, Kent
©1990 Neworld Media Music Publishing
She didn't tell me till
the seventh week
Now how was I supposed to know why she was crying
It isn't even like a kid you know
And if you're never born it's not like really dying
I called this guy; he knows this guy
He said 'bring her down...
And if it ever got around...'
'Congratulations' the clinic said
"And does your husband know he's soon to be a father?'
I had to laugh when the line went dead
I mean I could've called them back but should I bother now...
All my life I've been living in Mystery
All my life I've been waiting for you
Soon my life will become a reality
We run a service here;
we keep it clean
We don't do anything without a doctor's orders
And if a couple of 'em lose their dreams
They'd lose a whole lot more than that across the border
You heard about the one who's out
The other side of town...
They tried to burn the building down...
I've got a cousin in New Orleans
She said that if I ever wanted I could move there
Keep the baby and get a job
And if I never finished school well who really cares now...
her straight; it's not to late
He's got to marry you
It's only for a week or two
Of course we love her; what a thing to say!
I can't imagine why she kept us all from knowing
And it'll all be over in a day
Is there a better place the baby could be going now?