The Children Of Heaven. ----------------------------------------- R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha,ha, ha, ha! The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha, ha! Poor man MacBane thinks he`s perfectly sane Killin` his wife In her bath Was such a bore and she pleased him no more How long can a man tame his wrath? R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha! The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha,ha, ha! Solo guitar.... Placin` his calls within cracks on the walls The funeral`s goin` just fine While mrs. MacBane finds hard to complain The mourners tell jokes and drink wine. R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha! The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha,ha, ha! Solo organ... The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha! Back in her room he can smell her perfume Windin sick thoughts In his mind The maids and the peers bestows him her cheers Is grand what the old man can find R: The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha! The children of heaven are throwin` their dollies away A- Ha, ha, ha! *******************************
Written by: Haystacks Balboa
Submitted by: elderberry58 on February 14, 2020
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