The Elected Follow

You got yourself a good girl and that's good enough for you
Cause the Daddy's got bread
And the mama's dead
And you're tired and she is true

And I don't care if I'm happy
I'm going to get married to you
Yeah, I'm going to have a baby
That's what I'm going to do

Who are you?
Who are you?

She tried to catch a falling knife
She tries to dull the blade
Trying to please the after life
With one grand old fashioned save

And I want to see you happy
I want to be happy, too.
So, I'm going to have a baby
That's what I'm going to do.

Who are you?
Who are you?

So, I waited 'til she fell asleep and sat out in the car
and never look behind them if you got it at a bar
And then went inside and kissed her head
And took his place beside his girl

Sometimes you give into the black light
if a star burns out on you
and would you give up what you'd wished for
singing, "What's a boy to do?"

Well, I'm going to have a baby
You and me will see this through
Cause I was meant to have a family
Man, it was meant to be you

Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?