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Sleep tight, Little Lizzy, Sleep tight I pray God will protect you with his might And touch your tiny hand with his finger And I pray that no thought of this will linger. Such wickness will no go unpunished Some day the monster will look up astonished The judge will announce a sentence that cannot be ended And still can't pay for the little body frightfully bended Oh, for you Lizzy, I pray little girl's dreams will return someday Swinging in the sun in the springtime air Cuddle up tonight you and that worn out bear. For you Mom, some how some way All I can tell you from here....for this I will pray.
-Walt Colas |
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