Does exactly what she’s been warned
Intoxications in her veins
Sweet young boy plays with her brain
Believing all his faith through lies
Putting his hand on her thigh
Impurity has now been gripped
He takes away her innocence
Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?
Johnny Ray is running again
As he hits the floor again
Running from the light of day,
or maybe lie and celebrate
The slightest urge goes from his hand
Follow me if you understand
He’s got the trigger on his gun
The final sin and now he runs
Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?
Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children Remember when?
