Be Careful Child Before You Fall

Be careful child before you fall Those tree limbs that you're perched-on Be not very strong, not very strong-at-all. And if, if you fall, and if you fall My love will hardly break that fall. Entwine in several kinds of ivy Death, he still might find you. Be careful child before you play with swords, With Bows - cause that lion is no cat, and His paws are heavy, sharp with ripping claws That cat can kill at will If you don't now lie deathly, still. Entwine in several kinds of ivy Death, he still might find you. Be careful child don't steal that fruit Because a man here is about to shoot His aim is sharp And he loves to see roses bleeding on There are thorns without their blossom crowns. Entwine in several kinds of ivy Death, he still might find you. Be careful child there are dragons all around you Their scaly skin is some mystic lore, and They're slating every homestead and more Their talons are or can be a painted whore Oh, darling aren't you small? Entwine in several kinds of ivy Death, he still might find you. But not if you love your dear mother at all But not if you love your dear mother at all But not if you love your dear mother at all Oh, darling aren't you small?