Oh, Mommy and Daddy
Why, do you always fight?
Can't you be more like me and Teddy
And, hold each other tight?
Teddy, told me he loves me
With all of his might.
Oh, Mommy and Daddy
Why, do you always, fight?


These words are just a memory
But, they ring out loud and clear.
When, I think of my sweet baby
And, her big brown teddy bear.

You see, my baby girl's in heaven.
God, took her there, one night.
Her, words come back so haunting
Why, do you and Daddy always, fight.

She, rests within a tiny grave
Where, the weeping willows grow.
And, upon her tiny grave sits Teddy.
How, he got there, no one will ever know.


Each time I visit her resting place
To lay new flowers fresh and bright,
The wind there in the weeping willows
Chant: Why do you and Daddy always, fight?

Deep down inside, my heart is broken
But, as I bow my head in prayer
I swear, I see teardrops, sadly falling
From the eyes...of her big brown teddy bear.

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