I Wish My Baby Was Born Lyrics - Be Good Tanyas

I wish, I wish my baby was born 

Sittin on her mama's knee 

But you, poor girl are dead and gone 

And grass is growing over thee. 

Oh I'm not no saint, no I never shall be 

Til the sweet apple grows on a sour apple tree 

Still I hope that the day will come 

When you and I will walk as one. 

I wish I wish my baby was born 

Sittin on her papa's knee 

But you poor girl are dead and gone 

And grass growing over thee.