WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN

Bobby Vinton - 1973



Too bad 'bout Melissa, she was seventeen
Too bad 'bout Michael, he was twelve
Too bad 'bout us all if we don't hear the call
Hear our children cryin' in the dark

Mother, where are your girls tonight
Father, can you tell me where are your boys
Are they safe and warm, are they covered up tight
Where are your children, where are your children tonight, tonight

Kristen only knew of love in gentle ways
A smile was all it took to make her shine
But smiles are hard to find, no one's got the time
And it's hard to smile all by yourself

Mother, where are your girls tonight
Father, can you tell me where are your boys
Could it be there's somethin' that you forgot to say
Where are your children, where are your children today

Do you think they need you, do you think maybe you need them
Could it be you need each other

Oh-oh, mother, where are your girls tonight
Father, can you tell me where are your boys
Are they safe and warm, are they covered up tight
Where are your children, where are your children tonight
Where are your children, where are your children tonight
Where are your children, where are your children tonight


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2018)