(stanza 1)
Shannon’s going under the knife today;
If they can find the right donor she will be okay.
The one she calls daddy provides a comfortable home;
But Shannon needs from her dad a rare chromosome.
Just last week they were on the Povich show;
Maurie said I’m sorry, but you’re just not her daddy Joe.
By now Shannon is under the anesthesia;
Oh God what we could learn from David and Bathsheba.
But, I know that Shannon is resting in your loving light;
Dear God please give Mom and Joe some comfort tonight.
And who knows ? Like the wisdom of Solomon:
Maybe one day you’ll bless them with their own daughter or son…
(chorus)
And Shannon we love you…wherever you are;
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Shining with the Angels, or dancing on a star .
We hear your voice in the morning;
In the sweet song of the birds…
Mama, and Daddy, I love you;
Were Shannon’s last words.
(stanza 2)
Tammy’s going out on a date tonight;
Daughter stays at home, mom says it will be alright.
Shes just thirteen but the neighbors are near;
Dear God there’s just something terribly wrong here.
Nine months later they were on the Springer show;
Jerry jokes merrily, but apparently he just doesn’t know.
That God still loves you where ever you are;
But flirting with disaster, a high cost of being a star.
Kids watch your show in the morning, while you’re
exploiting others pain, Jerry does the root of all evil ever drive you in sane?
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(stanza 3)
Early September our country watched the Twin Towers fall;
Even the date spelled 911,.. emergency call.
Brought us all together, maybe a month or two;
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I don’t believe in coincidences, how bout you ?
And just last week, on a praise your money show;
A preacher spoke for my God, who I don’t think he really knows.
God still loves us, where ever we may be;
should spend more time listening to Him, than a talking head on T.V.
People if we love this world we live in, I beg you please…
Just turn off the television…and drop down on your knees.
Shannon we love you, wherever you are;
Dancing with the angels, or shining as a star.
We hear your voice in the morning;
In the song of the birds. Mama and Daddy I love you;
were Shannon’s last words.
Shannon’s going under the knife today…
If they had found her real daddy she would have been okay.
©paul willis-2010