Pretty Little Martha - Loudon Wainwright III

I wrote a song for your big brother

And I’m gonna write a song for you

I wrote a song for your big brother

And I’m gonna write a song for you too

Don’t cry pretty little Martha

Don’t cry pretty little girl

Don’t cry pretty little Martha

The prettiest girl in the whole damn world

Prettiest girl in the whole damn world

I sang that song for your big brother

And I’m gonna sing this song for you

I sang that song for your big brother

And I’m gonna this one for you

You’re in Quebec with your mother

And I’m down here in New York state

In Quebec with your mother

The world is cruel and so is fate

The world is cruel and so is fate

Oh you know I love your brother

And you know that I love you

Oh you know I love your brother

How I miss the both of you!

We will be reunited, maybe on your birthday

Will be reunited, on the eighth day in month of May

On the eighth day in month of May

I wrote a song for your big brother

Now I’ve written one for you

I wrote a song for your big brother

Now I’ve written one for you

Don’t cry pretty little Martha

Don’t cry pretty little girl

Don’t cry pretty little Martha

The prettiest girl in the whole damn world

Prettiest girl in the whole damn world