For The Widows In Paradise, For The Fatherless In Ypsilanti

I have called you, children I have called you, son What is there to answer If I'm the only one Morning comes in Paradise Morning comes in light Still I must obey Still I must invite If there's anything to say If there's anything to do I there's any other way I'll do anything for you I was dressed in embarrassment I was dressed in white If you had a part of me Will you take your time Even if I come back Even if I die Is there some idea To replace my life Like a father to impress Like a mother's mourning dress If we ever make a mess I'll do anything for you I have called you, preacher I have called you, son If you have a father Or if you haven't one I'll do anything for you I'll do anything for you I'll do anything for you I'll do anything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you I did everything for you