(Lyle Lovett) La to the left La to the right La to the middle is is falling I saw her walking off Out in the morning light La to the middle is falling Mother was good to me How then else could she be I was a child of her own But the children the little ones They talk with the devil's tongue La to the middle is falling La to the left La to the right La to the middle is is falling I saw her walking off Out in the morning light La to the middle is falling Father was good to me How then else could he be I was a child of his own But the children the little ones They talk with the devil's tongue La to the middle is falling La to the left La to the right La to the middle is is falling I saw her walking off Out in the morning light La to the middle is falling You were no good to me How then else could you be I was a child of my own And the children the little ones They talk with the devil's tongue La to the middle is falling La to the left La to the right La to the middle is is falling I saw her walking off Out in the morning light La to the middle is falling
