Saint peter sank my boat, in the bank We'll get married when we're thirty Singing: Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Don't look so sad Ask Jesus what you want to get from me But I can't get what I've been living Singing: Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Don't look so sad 'Cause everybody lies sometimes And some people lie more than everybody else And everybody dies sometimes Some gotta live with the lies they made And I lie with you, but I can't lie for you Move to illinois, but they was ill-adore you Standing at your door, we'll move out and change our names Just say: Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma This dream I had We raise a pretty baby by the beach On a hill where nobody can see Living in time that's balanced as one Some guy could see (waddup, girl?) Living in a house just big enough for three (house) Growing in a family just old enough to be (three) Under a sky that's just like me It's plain, but it'll cover you, all of your needs, and If that's enough for you, I'll say Just say: Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Ain't that nice? Hey, hey, hey, hey pretty momma, hey pretty momma Don't look so sad