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CHILD OF CLAY (Ernest Maresca / Jim Stuberge) Jimmie Rodgers - 1967 Johnny Darrell - 1968 The 1929 Depression - 1968 Jim Campbell - 1970 Also recorded by: Family Dogg; P.J. Proby & Marc Almond. Into the darkness he was sent by parents who were ignorant Tied down to his mother's strings unable to be anything Puzzled by the things he hears, his questions fall on their deaf ears And the father thinkin' work comes first ain't got the time to quench a thirst No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no Once he was a child, a beautiful child, a child of clay Shaped and molded into what he is today But who is to blame for this child of clay And going out into the street at night, the answers he may meet With sick and twisted mind he shares the searching questions his heart bears And from the dregs the answers find their way into his supple mind In time the planted seeds will grow into a twisted vine below No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, once he was a child, a beautiful child, a child of clay Shaped and molded into what he is today But who is to blame for this child of clay And now his aimless days begin to drift into sordid sins And soon his dislike turns to hate as the stab of life seals his fate And so the night conceals his name and the day sleeps off his shame Deprived of love and wrought by fear, a feeling that the end is near No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Oh, once he was a child, a beautiful child, a child of clay Shaped and molded into what he is today But who is to blame for this child of clay Oh, once he was a child, a beautiful child, a child of clay Shaped and molded into what he is today But who is to blame for this child of clay Oh, once he was a child, a beautiful child, a child of clay Shaped and molded into what he is today (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - May 2018)

    





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