And as I think of giving up,
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying out
And ringing in my ears ...

"Don't cry daddy,
Daddy, please don't cry;
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy,
Together we'll find a brand new mommy;
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again,
Daddy ride us on your back again,
Oh, daddy, please don't cry."

Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst;
It's true, but somehow
It just don't seem right;
'Cause every time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so,
I wonder will it be the same tonight.