An Addition

Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain. It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep. Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate. -----Psalm 127

We're having a baby My baby and me
You'll read it in Winchell
That we're adding a limb to our family tree
While pushing that carriage How proud I will be
There's nothing like marriage
Ask your father and mother and they'll agree
He'll have toys, baby clothes
He'll know he's come to the right house
By and by when he grows Maybe he'll live in the White House
Our future looks brighter But definitely
We're having a baby
We're having a baby
We're having a baby
My baby and me.