Baby Girl

I've got a little friend Her age is 4 plus ten She calls me on the phone crying now And then She says, "my mamma just won't listen My daddy still is missin' I don't feel I am nothing of value or worth" I say, "baby girl, get a hold of yourself Baby girl, don't you know your wealth? You're a diamond hiding on a shelf Baby girl, baby girl Baby girl, don't you know who you are? God has made you a shining star A little light is brighter than the dark Baby girl, baby girl" I call my sister friend I'm crying and whining again She lets me vent my heart Before the healing starts (And I say) "my children just won't listen My paycheck still is missin' And every little thing is working my nerve" (She says) I say, "baby girl, get a hold of yourself Baby girl, don't you know your wealth? You're a diamond hiding on a shelf Baby girl, baby girl Baby girl, don't you know who you are? God has made you a shining star A little light is brighter than the dark