In Guernica Lyrics by Joan Baez
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In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk
In their white starched dresses
In their pitiful white dresses
On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games
Do not weep for them, Madre
They are gone forever, the little ones
Straight to heaven to the saints
And God will fill the bullet holes with candy
In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk   In their white starched dresses   In their pitiful white dresses   On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games   Do not weep for them, Madre   They are gone forever, the little ones   Straight to heaven to the saints   And God will fill the bullet holes with candy