I Am A Wicked Child
(One, two, three, four.)
Mother Mary come to me
For I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused
And I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
I am the Devil's son
And I wish I could be good
I walk a crooked mile
And I wish I could be good
I wish I could be good
If I could have kept on a straight and narrow
If I could have kept on a straight and narrow
And not have broke your heart
Not have broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night
It's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette
Send baby Jesus
To radiate his light
To radiate his light
