Forgotten Children Django Style

He scattered his seeds far and wide We grew into trees from Mother Earth, we grew inside But before we grew up and our roots took hold, we were uprooted, detached, left in the cold Our roots were dying through lack of love, without support of Mother Earth We fell down and died in the mud, in the dark woods, cold and lonely woods Hoping to be found, replanted and given a drop of love If only Dad would, would, would We fell down and dying in the mud, in the dark woods, cold and lonely woods Hoping to be found, replanted and given a drop of love If only Dad would, would, would Would Dad, would Dad, would Dad, would would Dad, would Dad Would, would, only Dad, would, would