Nettie, no need to cry
let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
In the dark bathed in cathode ray blue
miss red hook of 1922
weeping silently for the pain of others
every night a tearful rosary
a victim of the curse of empathy
her reward of compassion is to suffer

nettie, no need to cry
let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
My short coming i know i caused her greif
still she loves me. this i can't believe!
responding not with anger but a prayer
heaven's just southwest of cobbil hill
true. i am the son of an angel
maternally, not one woman compares
Nettie, no need to cry
let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
If you fall, i will catch you
when you're lost. i'll be there soon
far away, but of course near
when you're sad i am always here
Thank you from saving me from myself
your compassion becane its own hell
unequivocably beautiful inside and out
without a doubt
Nettie, no need to cry
let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes