For The Kids - Sammi Smith

You work like a slave for the kids

And I’d go to my grave for the kids

But we watched our love fade as we suffered that state

With this bargain we made for the kids

Divorce is a curse for the kids

But this intention’s much worse for the kids

Yes, they’re now old enough and they made the strongest stuff

Still it’s going to be rough for the kids

These teardrops that fall for the kids

You know they’re really not all for the kids

But I know you don’t care and the only love there

Is the love that’d be shared for the kids

Find a new love you should for the kids

And I hope that he’s good for the kids

And though I’m now out of sight if he don’t treat them right

I’ll be right back and I’ll fight for the kids

But I see you don’t care the home that we shared

All our hopes and our prayers for the kids…