The little girl, she said to me
What are these things that I can see
Each night when I come home from school
When mama calls me in for tea?
Oh, every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do
To make that person black and blue?
Grandpa says
They're happy now
They sit with God
In paradise
With angels' wings
And still somehow
It makes me feel
Like ice
Tell me there's a heaven
Tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason
Why I'm seeing what I do
Tell me there's a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now
Papa, tell me
That it's so
So do I tell her that it's true
That there's a place for me and you
Where hungry children smile and say
We wouldn't have no other way
That every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done
Is a game plan
To that great and joyful day
And I'm looking
At the father
And the son
And I'm looking
At the mother
And the daughter
And I'm watching them
In tears of pain
And I'm watching them
Suffer
Don't tell that little girl
Tell me
Tell me there's a heaven
Tell me that it's true
Tell me there's a reason
Why I'm seeing what I do
Tell me there's a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they're all happy now
Papa, tell me
That it's so