Sister let me practice my piano
Then I promise I'll play with you
We'll even go outside and swing
If that's what you'd like to do.
Don't you remember Mama telling me
Before she left for the store
For me to practice my recital
And not to play any one minute before.
I know it's hard for you to understand
Why Mama's instructions we have to obey
But you do know She loves us very much
You also know she's there for us each and everyday.
Now please let me practice....
Ralph L. Clark © 2000