text: Too ready his little girl, youve gone so far
  Keep begging til youre smiling, youre a movie star
  Songs from the 50s your mama used to sing
  Oh, in the kitchen while shes makin dinner for your family
  Keep dreaming, baby girl, keep your head up high
  Waiting for your mama to sing lullabies
  But daddy isnt here and mamas smoking stacks
  Oh, headaches from the smokey smell aint getting wrecked
  Closure to encourage and Ill be awake
  Sing yourself to sleep, learn how to be afraid
  All you have is God, always a rivalry
  While your lungs get filled with all the smoke you breathe
  Dont you worry, now youre safe, you little thing
  Daddy will come back and therefore he will sing
  Sing a precious lullaby to you, he will
  While mama smokes her cancer to the dawn still
  Closure to encourage and Ill be awake
  Sing yourself to sleep, learn how to be afraid
  All you have is God, always a rivalry
  While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe, oh
  Closure to encourage and Ill be awake
  Sing yourself to sleep, learn how to be afraid
  All you have is God, always a rivalry
  While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe