She Was Not Good EnoughJust not good enoughShe was no pretty faceNo word of love and no praiseShe picked up cleaning in the morning hoursToo much filth and too much stink was in the airShe was not good enoughShe worked steady, she worked hardTo wipe out every dirty little spotBecause no child of GodNo child of GodNo child of God she wasLaughs and jokes from her friendsFueled other sentimentsWerewolves and fairies came flying inNo one else could reach out to the starsAnd when a lonely childOpens the door at nightLonging for some comfortGets the devil's sweet sympathyNo child of GodNo child of GodNo child of God she wasWith a newborn in her handsAnd with a stitch in her soulWith the sorrow of the lost onesCaught up in the undertowAnd when a lonely childKnocks at your door at nightCrying out all the namesPlease Lord have mercy and take her inNo child of God, no child of GodNo child of God she wasNo child of God she was