Deliver Your Children Lyrics by Paul McCartney

Deliver Your Children Lyrics


    Well, the rain was a-failin'
    And the ground turned to mud
    I was watching all the people
    Running from the flood
    So i started to pray
    Though i ain't no prayin' man
    For the lord to come a helpin'
    Knowing he'd understand
    Deliver your children to the good good life
    Give'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife
    Shine a light in the morning and a light at night
    And if a thing goes wrong you'd better make it right

    Well, i had me a woman
    She was good and clean
    She spent all day with the washing machine
    But when it come to lovin'
    She was never around
    She was out getting dirty
    All over town

    Chorus

    Well, i was low on money
    And my truck broke down
    I was on my way to the lost and found
    So i took it to a dealer
    I said make it run
    Well, i ain't got no money
    But i got me a gun

    I said you robbed me before
    So i'm robbing you back
    And if it don't put you straight
    It'll put you on the right track
    Well, i ain't no devil and i ain't no saint
    But i can tell a dealer by the colour of his paint

    Chorus

    If you want good eggs
    You gotta feed that hen
    And if you wanna hear some more
    Well, i'll sing it again

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