La to the left   La to the right   La to the middle is is falling   I saw her walking off   Out in the morning light   La to the middle is falling      Mother was good to me   How then else could she be   I was a child of her own   But the children the little ones   They talk with the devil's tongue   La to the middle is falling      La to the left   La to the right   La to the middle is is falling   I saw her walking off   Out in the morning light   La to the middle is falling      Father was good to me   How then else could he be   I was a child of his own   But the children the little ones   They talk with the devil's tongue   La to the middle is falling      La to the left   La to the right   La to the middle is is falling   I saw her walking off   Out in the morning light   La to the middle is falling      You were no good to me   How then else could you be   I was a child of my own   And the children the little ones   They talk with the devil's tongue   La to the middle is falling      La to the left   La to the right   La to the middle is is falling   I saw her walking off   Out in the morning light   La to the middle is falling