The Lord's Gonna Call Him Home
Hush little baby, don't you cry
Your mama's got a 12-gauge held up high
And if that boy ever breaks your heart
I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
He's messin' with my baby
And I ain't gonna tell him twice
If you come home cryin'
Kiss his Chevy and these matches goodnight
You're comin' off gentle
Something like a Preacher's daughter
The same can't be said for me,
thanks to your father
'Cause I know his kind ...