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for Coley Bernard Sullivan Sweet baby Jesus, come talk to me I need to see you smile The cows in the meadow refuse to come home My children all grown and with child The fires don't burn like they did before They shuffle and spark in the loam I can no longer build, so if it's alright with you Can I please come home Sweet baby Jesus, come sit with me But watch that third step by the door I've been meaning to fix it, but my shakes are real bad My hands aren't my hands anymore Do you remember I sang to you As I planted this house's first stone And I can no longer build, so if it's alright with you Can I please come home Tura liy, tura liy, tura liy From Letras Mania