Hush, little baby, don't say a word
Papa's asylum case will not be heard.
And if asylum won't be given
Papa’s gonna go to detention prison.
And if detention’s not forever
Papa'll be deported when it's over.
And if he’s deported to the place we fled
In a year or so, papa will be dead.
And if he’s dead, they'll come for me
We’ll live in jail in the land of the free.
Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Papa will be with you by and by.
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