Sunday mornin, where the preacher sits,
Thou shall not kill,
I wonder, if nothin else,
about killin and that it's God's will,
(pre-cho)
Cause our children are watching us,
They put their trust in us,
They're gonna be like us,
So let's learn from our history,
And do it differently,
(I hope) for more love for joy and laughter,
(D) A
(I hope) we'll have more Happy ever afters,
(G) A
And we can lose all the pain and misery,
(I hope) I hope
Oh Rosie, her man gets too rough,
All she can say,
Is he's a good man, he don't mean no harm,
He was brought up that way,
(pre-cho)
Cause our children are watching us,
They put their trust in us,
They're gonna be like us,
It's ok for us to disagree,
we can work it out lovingly,
(I hope) more love more joy and laughter,
(D) A
(I hope) They'll be more Happy ever afters,
(G) A
And we can lose all the pain and misery,
(I hope) I hope
There must be a way to change what's goin on,
No I don't have all the answers, But
(I hope) for more love for joy and laughter,
(D) A
(I hope) You'll have more Happy ever afters,
(G) A