Doorstep

Policeman shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstep

Policeman shot my baby crossing right over my doorstep

His arms were so close you could see the blood

Pulsing through both his wrists

Don't tell me the cops are right in a  wrong like this

'Cause a policeman shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstep

I was taught we must be grateful for the time that we are here

In the world

To accept that death beyond our heads and be bitter no more

But if you found your first joy in life in the arms of a man

Don't tell me you wouldn't curse the God that made your hands

When policeman shot your baby crossing right over your doorstep

Policeman shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstep

Policeman shot my baby crossing right over my doorstep

His arms were so close you could see the blood

Pulsing through both his wrists

Don't tell me the cops are right in a wrong like this

'Cause a policeman shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstep

In my life, I never met a guy who was a better man

(So sad that she doesn't understand)

Oh, so gentle with his hand and with two feet on the ground

(Just as solid as he sounds)

And I felt my first joy in life with my head on his chest

Then his trouble came from looking out for all the rest

Policeman shot my baby crossing right over my doorstep

Well I've tried so hard to be a peaceful loving woman

Oh, I believe that love and understanding were the way

Oh, but how many gone before you listen to the cries

With my dead heart how do I find my way

Through the truth and then the lies?

Policeman shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstep

Policeman shot my baby crossing right over my doorstep

Policeman shot my, policeman shot my baby

As he crossed over my doorstep

Policeman shot my baby crossing right over my doorstep