(coverdale/marsden)



When I heard the sound of thunder

On the day that I was born

I was blinded by the lighting

An' baptised in the storm

My father started crying

When he saw what he had done

Butmy mother started praying

Have mercy on my son

He is a child of babylon



I am a child of babylon

Lord have mercy on a wayward son

Nowhere to hidenowhere to run

I am a child

A child of babylon



When I've fooled around so many times

When I've known it ain't been right

ButI paint it all in colours

When it really should be black and white

I sail my ship through muddy waters

Try to open every door

When I saw the seven wonders

It left me wanting more



I am a child of babylon

Lord have mercy on a wayward son

Nowhere to hidegot no place to run

I am a child

A child of babylon



On my day of judgement

I know how it will be

I'm prepared to meet my maker

With no hope for charity

I'll stand alone and pay the price

For everything I've done

'cos there ain't guardian angel

For a child of babylon



I am a child

A child of babylon

I am a child of babylon

Lord have mercy on a wayward son

Nowhere to hidegot no place to run

I am a child

A child of babylon



Child of babylon