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I met her at the missionLiving just this side of sinHer mouth was soft and when she spokeLord, I fell right inShe had a baby in a blanketA dollar and a halfShe looked a little leeryShe let out a little laughOpened up my overcoatInvited them insideTwo fragile little flowersWith nowhere left to hideShe said her old man left herJust before the baby cameI could feel the tears well up insideEach time she spoke his nameSwing low, swing lowSweet angel faceWhy would such a simple childCome to such a place?We talked until the wind died downLetras de cancionesBaby woke and stirredShe made a little hushing soundSpoke some magic wordThe baby yawned and smiled at meBut she said, "We can't stay"She thanked me for my kindnessTurned and walked awaySwing low, swing lowSweet angel faceWhy would such a simple childCome to such a place?I think about them all the timeHope they found their homeSeems that it's my calling nowTo walk these streets aloneSometimes when the wind is rightI can smell her sweet perfumeI think about the warm embraceThat ended all too soonSwing low, swing lowSweet angel faceWhy would such a simple childCome to such a place?Oh, oh, oh, why would such a simple childCome to such a place? From Letras Mania