I Am A Wicked Child

One, two, three, four Mother Mary come to me For I am a wicked child I have sinned and I am so confused And I am a wicked child I am a wicked child I am the Devil's son And I wish I could be good I walk a crooked mile And I wish I could be good I wish I could be good If I could have kept on a straight and narrow If I could have kept on a straight and narrow And not have broke your heart Not have broke your heart Now I wake up in the night It's tugging at my arms and legs Like I was a marionette Send baby Jesus To radiate his light To radiate his light