Little Children Lyrics - Singles - Everly

I dreamed of a devil last night 

He tempted me with a wicked tongue and a rough hand 

Saying "it's alright, honey it's alright 

You can leave that man" 

When I woke my head was spinning 

As I recalled all of the things he said 

Made me feel less of a woman 

Making me feel like a whore instead 

And I, I won't be going to my grave 

I've got a lot to live for 

I won't be rocking in my faith 

I got a lot to hope for 

Dreamed of a devil last night 

Amazing such a little thing can get in your head 

Saying "it's alright, honey it's alright 

You can stay in my bed, stay in my bed, stay here in my--" 

No, no, no, no, no 

I won't be going to my grave 

I've got a lot to live for 

I won't be rocking in my faith 

I've got a lot to hope 

I'm not going to my grave 

I got a lot to live for 

Little children 

Going in circles 

He will sing you lullabies 

Little children 

Rest your heads 

No more monsters, no more devils 

You are not who the wicked call you 

(Pure and peace and strong and joy) 

(Pure and peace and strong and joy) 

All you little children 

Oh you little children 

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack 

All dressed in black, black, black 

With silver buttons, buttons, buttons 

All down her back, back, back