I wish, I wish my baby was born Sitting on his papa's knee And you, poor girl, were dead and gone Green grass growing over thee I'm not no saint, nor
I wish, I wish my baby was bornsitting on his papa's knee and you, poor girl, were dead and gonegreen grass growing over thee I'm not no saint, nor I
Vertaling: Uncle Tupelo. Ek wil graag my baba gebore.
