Well, if you live, your time will come
So child, don't mess with
that cotton sack
It's gonna scratch your knees
and bend your back
And if you live, time will come
Well, if you live, a day will come
Well, if you live, a day will come
So child, don't play with
those pots and pans
They're gonna soon enough
ruin your pretty hands
And if you live, your time will come
Well, if you live, your day will come
Well, if you live, your day will come
When the sun's gonna shine,
and crops will
grow
You think that you're not
gonna worry no more
And if you live, your time will come
Well, if you live, your time will come
Well, if you live, your time will come.
So, child, don't mess with
that cotton sack.
He's gonna scratch your knees
and bang your back.
And if you live, your time will come.
Linda
Hoyle with the
Affinity and
Merz
Allison's piece,
If
You
Live.