Stark Unreality

Tomorrow's Child
Mamie Lee & Monty Lee Stark
Who said, “She’s gonna mine”
At that crucial time

Her career
Is still the best to hear
If she was smart
They’d never part

‘Cause time ticks on
Like grandfather’s clock
As the pendulum swings
Somebody brings

Tomorrow’s Child
Was really wild
Though reared to be
Tender and mild

At the age of three
She sang sweetly
To the sound of
Jesus really loves me

Before the age of nine
She was refined
Ready to move on
Down the line

Singing sounds of praises
Singing sounds of joy
Getting in good graces
Working in showcases

Time moves on
Steady as the wind
That brings back memories
Of I knew you when

Tomorrow’s Child
Unlike Thursday’s child
Could be better off
If she keeps on trying

Never denying
‘Cause when you lose
The fate that you choose
The never ending song goes on and on

Always asking and seeking to find
The man she can call mine

Show time
Your man is ready
Standing in the wings
Waiting for your presence
To make him feel like king

After all there’s a very large crowd

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