Baby, baby, brush the dust of youth from off your shoulder Because the years of frettingâ daysâ is right behindâ you DonÂŽt return to the fields ofâ green where rainbow secrets were told
Place your ragged doll with all the toys and things and deeds
I will show you a game where the winner never wins
Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you
Lock away your childhood and throw away the key For now the streets and city sounds will burn your eyes as coals We shall drink the oldest wine, velvet skies will linger Child, youÂŽre a woman, your heart and soul are free
I will hold a lighted lamp and we shall walk together
Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you
Your darkened eyes throw mystery But your lips are void of history You could not imagine that it could happen this way, could you
I will give you dreams and IÂŽll tell you things youÂŽd like to hear
Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you
I said let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you