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Dear Joe, I hope you get thisYou've been very hard to findI'm sure you know your paymentsAre running months behindSo I'm writing just to tell youNot to worry anymoreI sure could use the moneyBut I've got my child supportHe wakes me up each morningWith a happy faceAnd brings a little HeavenTo this lonely placeHis hands are tinyAnd his legs are shortBut I lean upon himFor my child supportJoe, I started workingAt a new department storeMy sister watches BillyEveryday from 8 'til 4And I keep on cuttin' cornersSo he has everything he needsI hope I help him half as muchAs he's been helpin' meLetras de cancionesYou ought to see him smilingWhen I come home from workYou could never pay meWhat that look is worthHe doesn't have a lawyerHe's never been to courtBut he's right on timeWith his child supportHe goes to bed each eveningWith his teddy bearPulls up the coversAnd says a little prayerAnd I've been prayin' too, JoeYes I thank the LordFor that little angelAnd his child support From Letras Mania