Nina Jo Smith - The Collector

The Collector
Words & Music by Nina Jo Smith (BMI)
© 2023 Redwood River Music (BMI)

He’s a collector
Of pretty things and jewels like you
He’s gonna get ya
If Dad is gone and Mom don’t come through
Knows he can find you
Anywhere you go for fun
And then he’ll make you
Into just another one

Ooh, Child,
Things are gonna get harder
You’re just
A thing to buy, sell or barter

He’ll buy rings for you
To put on your finger
He’ll tell you
He can make you a famous singer

Everyone sees
But turns their eyes to the ground
We hear you crying
But we won’t listen to the sound

Ooh, Child,
Don’t know how you’ll get away
I hope that
No one has to die today

Is it you?
You’re just a cost of doing business
Is it him?
You’d best not leave a witness

Ooh, Child,
Beware of The Collector
Who is gonna protect ya
From The Collector
From the Collector

Ooh, Child; ooh, child
Ooh, child.