Unborn Child

Oh unborn child, if you only knew just what your momma was plannin' to do
You’re still a-clingin' to the tree of life, but soon you’ll be cut off before
you get ripe
Oh unborn child, beginning to grow inside your momma, but you’ll never know
Oh tiny bud, that grows in the womb, only to be crushed before you can bloom
Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over
Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over
Stop, turn around, go back think it over
Oh no momma, just let it be. You’ll never regret it, just wait and see
Think of all the great ones who gave everything
That we might have life here, so please bear the pain
Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over
Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over
Stop, turn around, go back think it over