Ginger Ackley's Music

Lark of the Clans... Celtic with a twist!

8.  Words of a Child

 

Sometimes the smallest voice is the one that must be heard.

Sometimes the smallest hands make the things that will endure.

Sometimes we need the eyes that can see right through the guile.

Sometimes we need to listen to the words of a child!


Looking out my window on a hot and dusty day

I hope that when the sun goes down, I can go outside and play!

My teacher says we can do some things to help our world stay cool,

So, I'll be working very hard with all my friends at school.

Sometimes the smallest voice is the one that must be heard.

Sometimes the smallest hands make the things that will endure.

Sometimes we need the eyes that can see right through the guile.

Sometimes we need to listen to the words of a child!


There's not a lot of money in this neighborhood they say

But we've collected cans and things and turned them in for pay

And working with the grownup's help, you see what we have made?

Now we have a place that's safe to play in everyday.

Sometimes the smallest voice is the one that must be heard.

Sometimes the smallest hands make the things that will endure.

Sometimes we need the eyes that can see right through the guile.

Sometimes we need to listen to the words of a child!


Far behind me, I can see the place that I called home,

But then the waters got too high and now we have to roam

Last night, I wrote a letter to the folks that make the laws

And asked them please to help us out with Mother Nature's cause.

Sometimes the smallest voice is the one that must be heard.

Sometimes the smallest hands make the things that will endure.

Sometimes we need the eyes that can see right through the guile.

Sometimes we need to listen to the words of a child!


My daddy is so far away. He's in another land.

Mom said he has to fight a war, but I don't understand

Why countries cannot get along, like kids are taught to do.

Let's join our hands and work for peace and to our World be true!

Sometimes the smallest voice is the one that must be heard.

Sometimes the smallest hands make the things that will endure.

Sometimes we need the eyes that can see right through the guile.

Sometimes we need to listen to the words of a child!

 

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