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Testo Babysitter - Harry Chapin

Testo della canzone Babysitter (Harry Chapin), tratta dall'album The Elektra Collection (1971-1978)

When I rearrange the pieces of the puzzle of my past

I sigh at the heartaches, relive the laughs

And think about the moments that have left their mark

And the too few faces that shine a little light in the dark

If you don't mind, I'm gonna tell you a story

And I think that it won't bore you

For it's a tale that I've never told

To anyone before you

'Cause it's for you

The sun of sixteen summers had put halos in your hair

If anything was in my head, twelve winters put it there

A dollar an hour is what Mama paid you to come and mind her kids

But no one could really pay you enough for what you really did

Many happy things keep happening on my journey through this world

And in ways that I will never understand

I was much too late to be the first to make you a woman

But you were the one who made my mother's son a man

You know, I used to read myself to sleep when I went to bed

I guess I was a dreamer then who lived inside my head

But the nights you came, you talked of things, I found I had a friend

You brought my fears of people to a sure and gentle end

Many happy things keep happening on my journey through this world

And in ways that I will never understand

I was much too late to be the first to make you a woman

But you were the one who made my mother's son a man

Do you remember the night when you turned out the light

And you said to me, "Please hold me"?

I did not know which way to go, so I did just what you told me

Please hold me

When I think about you now, it's not that my memory fades

There's just no need for graphic telling of all the details

Let's just say you taught me something that brought me from my shell

You gave to me that first sweet taste of the Heaven here in this hell

Many happy things keep happening on my journey through this world

And in ways that I will never understand

I was much too late to be the first to make you a woman

But you were the one who made my mother's son a man

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Writer(s): Harry F. Chapin
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