Little Sister
You grew up the youngest child.
I was older and a little more wild.
I did things you thought were bad.
And I guess that you were right.
I’d get wasted, and you’d get sad.
You’d be crying and I’d be mad.
Didn’t know what I was putting you through.
Well, it’s my turn now. And I’m crying for you.
CHORUS:
Little sister, before you walk away,
Stop and listen. There’s something I gotta say.
It isn’t worth it.
I’m scared of what could happen to you.
After what I’ve been through.
Little sister, you know it tears me apart
To hear you talking about breaking your own heart.
God, she doesn’t even know what this is doing to her.
So I’m down on my knees, begging, please, please,
Little sister. Oh little sister.
Guess you’re old enough to know
You can go where you wanna go.
But you’re not looking,or you could see
What the life you’re living has already done to me.
So I’m praying you’ll change your mind.
Yes, I know you’ll find out in time.
But every lesson has a price to pay.
Dear God, I don’t want you to learn that way.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Oh, little sister, oh no.
No, little sister.
CHORUS
By Jim Weber
(c) Copyright June 21, 1988 Centergy Music Group (ASCAP). All Rights Reserved.