Lord Protect My Child - Bob Dylan

    For his age, he's wise
    He's got his mother's eyes
    There's gladness in his heart
    He's young and he's wild
    My only prayer is, if I can't be there,
    Lord, protect my child

    As his youth now unfolds
    He is centuries old
    Just to see him at play makes me smile
    No matter what happens to me
    No matter what my destiny
    Lord, protect my child

    While the world is asleep
    You can look at it and weep
    Few things you find are worthwhile
    And though I don't ask for much
    No material things to touch
    Lord, protect my child

    He's young and on fire
    Full of hope and desire
    In a world that's been raped, raped and defiled
    If I fall along the way
    And can't see another day
    Lord, protect my child

    There'll be a time I hear tell
    When all will be well
    When God and man will be reconciled
    But until men lose their chains
    And righteousness reigns
    Lord, protect my child


    Marco Giunco
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