Rock-a-bye Baby
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Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all
Rock-a-bye, baby,
Your cradle is green,
Father's a King
And Mother's a queen.
Sister's a Lady
And wears a gold ring,
Brother's a drummer
And plays for the king.
Rock-a-bye baby,
Way up on high,
Never mind baby,
Mother is 'nigh
Up to the ceiling,
Down to the ground,
Rock-a-bye baby,
Up hill and down.
