Put a Straw Under Baby

Put a straw under baby

Your good deed for the day

Put a straw under baby

Keep the splinters away

Let the corridors echo

As the dark places grow

Hear Superior's footsteps

On the landing below

There's a place in the orchard

Where no one dare go

The last nun who went there

Turned into a crow

Turned into a crow, crow

Turned into a crow

The last nun who went there

Turned into a crow

There's a brain in the table

There's a heart in the chair

And they all live in Jesus

It's a family affair