All the pretty little ponies When you wake You shall have Don't you cry Go to sleep my little baby In your bed Baby's riding off to dreamland

Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know