Text: John Prine. Live. The Oldest Baby in The World.

She's got the mind of a child
And a body peaking over the hill
Well, she would if she could
And she should but nobody will

With her nails painted red
And her hair so unnaturally curled
Well, I think that she may be
The oldest baby in the world

She's tasted the night life
But it's left her with nothing but hunger
And all the available men
Seem to think that they want something younger

But youth is a costume
And the beauty within lies unfurled
And I think that she may be
The oldest baby in the world

Fast horses win the races
And Royal Flushes beat Aces
And everyone's playing to keep
So let's turn out the lights
And rock that old baby to sleep

She loves the sound of the rain
But you know she's still afraid of the thunder
She keeps a head full of hope
And a heart that's so full of wonder

She may look like a woman
But she's still some daddy's little girl
And I think that she may be
The oldest baby in the world

Yes, I think that she may be
The oldest baby in the world