(Shel Silverstein)



You work like a slave for the kids

And I'd go to my grave for the kids

But we watched our love fade as we suffered and state

With this bargain we made for the kids.



Divorce is a curse for the kids

But this intention's much worse for the kids

Guess they're now old enough and they made the strongest stuff

Still it's gonna be rough for the kids.



These teardrops that fall for the kids

You know they're really not all for the kids

But I know you don't care and the only love there

Is the love that we shared for the kids.



Find a new love you should for the kids

And I hope that she's good for the kids

Though I'm out of singht if she don't treat 'em right

I'll be right back and I'll fight for the kids.



But I see you don't care and our all that we shared

All our hopes and our prayers for the kids...