Heaven Help The Child Lyrics

1912 in New York
I took a walk up to Park Avenue
To sip some brew with my good friend
Maggie the Bohemian
She was quite a woman of the world
I was the envy of the men
Heaven help the child heaven help the child
Paris in the 20s
It can offer plenty to a young man
With a vision so they say
With a friend named Fitzgerald
I was headed for the old world
On a merchant steamer
Bound for Biscay Bay

Heaven help the child heaven help the child
Take him back to where he has never been
Nothin like a freight train Get you to the city
Pick another sad song for me Jim
I hate to leave the old man
All alone to work the cotton
but the country never
Seemed to bother him

Heaven help the child heaven help the child
Take us back to where we have never been
War is hell to live with
I said to the general
As we made the battle plan
Out for the day
This will be the last one
Only God be willing
We will go back home
This time to stay

So if old acquaintance
Be forgotten and never brought to mind
Lets sip a cup of kindness
For my friends to days gone by