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Rock-a-bye baby
On the tree top,
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall,
Down will come baby,
Cradle and all.
Rock-a-bye, baby,
Your cradle is green,
Daddy's a king,
And Mommy's a queen;
Sister's a lady
Who wears a gold ring;
Brother's a drummer
Who plays for the king.
Rock-a-bye, baby,
Way up on high,
Never mind, baby,
Mommy is nigh,
Swinging the baby
All around --
Rock-a-bye, baby,
Up hill and down.
