That Baby

That baby was your very own That child was for you to take home That baby slept through the night, without a cry That baby was a treat for your eyes That baby learned to hypnotize you That baby was a little man, who could take your hand And I see them on TV Fighting for the Land of the Free Did I shoot you down, I'm sorry Did I shoot you down? That baby was from the stars That child was afraid of cars That baby played in the sand, catch him if you can And I see them on TV Fighting for the Land of the Free Did I shoot you down, I'm sorry Did I shoot you down? Oh Mama, Mama, Ma don't cry Oh Mama, Mama, Ma And I see them on TV Fightin' for the Land of the Free Did I shoot you down, I'm sorry Did I shoot you down? And I hear the whistle blow There's no turnin' back, I know If I shoot you down, I'm sorry If I shoot you down... That Baby was your very own That Child just wants to come home