Provided to YouTube by Columbia Nashville What Will Baby Be · Dolly Parton Slow Dancing With The Moon ℗ 1993 Sony Music Entertainment Inc. Released on: 1993-02-23 Producer: Steve Buckingham Background Vocal, Vocal Arranger: Richard Dennison Background Vocal: Jenifer O’Brien-Enoch Assistant Producer: Cari Landers Background Vocal: Howard Smith Background Vocal: Vicki Hampton Unknown: Carlos Grier Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Gary Paczosa Guitar, Mandolin: Steve Gibson Assistant Engineer: Craig White Fiddle, Mandolin: Jimmy Mattingly Assistant Engineer: John David Parker Assistant Engineer: John Kunz Acoustic Guitar: Bruce Watkins Assistant Engineer: Wayne Morgan Electric Guitar: Kent Wells Assistant Engineer: John Hurley Steel Guitar: John Hughey Steel Guitar: Sonny Garrish Mastering Engineer: Denny Purcell Steel Guitar: Paul Franklin Harmonica, Percussion: Terry McMillan Drums: Steve Turner Keyboards: Michael Davis Piano: Paul Hollowell Piano: John Barlow Jarvis Piano: Mitch Humphries Accordion: Joey Miskulin Bass: Paul Uhrig Uilleann Pipes: Paddy Corcoran Auto-generated by YouTube.
Dolly Parton has always been about the welfare of children, and that much is evidenced in the 1993 song “What Will Baby Be”. Maura O’Connell provides the backing vocals on this song. That voice paired with Parton’s lilting vocals and tender guitar-strumming results in a beautifully cohesive piece of work.
Lyrics
A young couple marries, already fighting Along comes baby makin’ them three Trouble’s all he hears from the time he’s in didies Baby don’t know just what to believe
Angry words and spiteful actions Baby’s gonna cut his teeth on these If that’s gonna be the main attraction What will the baby be, what will baby be
Baby needs love and needs direction Baby’s first school is the family For they are only a reflection Of the things they see, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown What will baby do if baby don’t know what’s right or wrong Got to show them love, got to teach them truth ‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up Well, that depends entirely on me and you Depends entirely on me and you
Baby thinks God is just a curse word Never said a prayer ’cause he’s never been taught They remember and repeat what they’ve heard So I ask who’s really at fault
So many questions, so few answers So many lessons we don’t teach Stumbling through like clumsy dancers What will baby be, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown What will baby do when baby is out there on his own Teach the children how to be all they should be ‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up Depends entirely on you and me Depends entirely on you and me What will baby be
Love is like a butterfly As soft and gentle as a sigh The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings Love makes your heart feel strange inside It flutters like soft wings in flight Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
I feel it when you’re with me It happens when you kiss me That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside Your touch is soft and gentle Your kiss is warm and tender Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies
Love is like a butterfly The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings Love makes your heart feel strange inside It flutters like soft wings in flight Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Your laughter brings me sunshine Everyday is spring time And I am only happy when you are by my side How precious is this love we share How very precious, sweet and rare Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies
Love is like a butterfly As soft and gentle as a sigh The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings Love makes your heart feel strange inside It flutters like soft wings in flight Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Last night as I lay dreamin’ Of pleasant days gone by Me mind bein’ bent on rambling To Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind Till first I came to anchor at The cross at Spancil Hill
It being the 23rd of June The day before the fair Where Ireland’s sons and daughters And friends assembled there The young, the old The brave and the bold came Their duty to fulfill At the parish church near Clooney A mile from Spancil Hill
I went to see my neighbours to See what they might say The old ones were all dead and gone The young ones turning grey I met the tailor Quigley He’s as bold as ever still He used to mend my britches when I lived in Spancil Hill
I took a flying visit to my one and only love She’s as white as any lily As gentle as a dove She threw her arms around Me, saying “Johnny, i love you still” She is Nell, the farmer’s daughter The pride of Spancil Hill
I dreamt I held and kissed her As in the days of old Saying, “Johnny, you’re only joking As many’s the time before” But the cock, he crew in the morning He crew both loud and shrill I awoke in California Many miles from Spancil Hill
Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you dont really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor falls, the major lifts The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her She tied you to a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, maybe there’s a God above As for me all I’ve ever learned from love Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew you But it’s not a crime that you’re hear tonight It’s not some pilgrim who claims to have seen the Light No, it’s a cold and it’s a very broken Hallelujah
Well people I’ve been here before I know this room and I’ve walked this floor You see I used to live alone before I knew ya And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch But listen love, love is not some kind of victory march, no It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know What’s really going on below But now you never show it to me, do you? And I remember when I moved in you And the holy dove she was moving too And every single breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Now I’ve done my best, I know it wasn’t much I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch I’ve told the truth, I didnt come here to London just to fool you And even though it all went wrong I’ll stand right here before the Lord of song With nothing, nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
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