Tom: A
A F#m
It's not fair
Bm E A
Why you always laugh at me
F#m
When I say
Bm E
How beautiful it would be
F#m E
Our son
Bm D F#m
Or our daughter it doesn't matter anyway
E
With your eyes
Bm D
And my nose and pale white skin
A Bm E
So please let our baby
A Bm E
Live this cruel world
A
Yes I know, life wouldn't be the same
Bm E
But baby you can even choose the name
A
We would be happy, I'll try to make your head
Bm E
Don't you worry Jah provide the bread
A F#m
Then you say
Bm E A
Honey maybe in eight years
F#m
But I'm prepared
Bm E
To take care of our little child
F#m E
We could live
Bm D F#m
Like the hippies selling our art to everyone
E
On the beach
Bm D
Sleeping together on the park bench
A Bm E A
So please let's have a baby
