You see that young teen walkin down the street
A new baby in his arms
The mother right be side him
With her school books in her hands
. . .
Ain’t he too young
To be raisin his own family
He should be out
Playin ball
With those kids on the playground
Maybe the high school field
But ain’t he too young
. . .
They struggle to make ends meet
Attending high school
And tryin to keep a job
That baby’s the center of their world
. . .
They’ve got no time for
Friends or parties
No money to spend on them
That baby needs all they have
Maybe they should of thought again
. . .
A new baby in his arms
The mother right be side him
With her school books in her hands
. . .
Ain’t he too young
To be raisin his own family
He should be out
Playin ball
With those kids on the playground
Maybe the high school field
But ain’t he too young
. . .
They struggle to make ends meet
Attending high school
And tryin to keep a job
That baby’s the center of their world
. . .
They’ve got no time for
Friends or parties
No money to spend on them
That baby needs all they have
Maybe they should of thought again
. . .