(copyright Steven Cavanagh 1993-2002)

Last week, we had fought the Federation
Then we had to run the blockade
We had, to land outside Mos Espa
Where it's 98 degrees in the shade
I went in there, to get us some shopping but
Republic Credits meant we were sunk
Then I, discovered something odd
It was a kid who made a pod out of junk

His midichlorian count's amazing
Exactly like the grains of sand

CHORUS:
I'm giving you Anakin
You'll be training him now instead
I loved him just like a son
He's the chosen one- but I'm dead!
If you, put two and two together
Then you're smarter than the council has been
The kid's, most peculiar feature is
He's nine and got the hots for the Queen
And now that I've been Mauled so badly
I really hope you'll understand
I'm giving you Anakin
You'll be training him now instead
I loved him just like a son
He's the chosen one- but I'm dead!

And now that I've been Mauled so badly
I hope you'll understand
I'm giving you Anakin
He'll be wearing long braided hair
I'm telling you, Obi-Wan
He's your padawan, in your care
I'm giving you Anakin
You'll be training him now instead
I loved him just like a son
He's the chosen one- but I'm dead