Little Stone Lambs

[Verse 1]
A small, country churchyard, overcast skies
Gabardine dresses, black suits and ties
A long line of mourners with tears in their eyes
Watched as a small, rosewood casket passed by

[Verse 2]
Softly and tenderly, rain cryin' down
On red clay and roses 'neath cottonwood boughs
The parson stood slowly and spoke to the crowd
Every eye closed and every head bowed

[Chorus]
Bless all the children on God's golden strand
Hold their souls gently and safe in your hands
For those whose lives ended before they began
God bless the children 'neath little stone lambs

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Bless all the children on God's golden strand
Hold their souls gently and safe in your hands
For those whose lives ended before they began
God bless the children 'neath little stone lambs

[Outro]
It's hard to accept it's a part of your plan
God bless the children 'neath little stone lambs