Rock-a-bye, baby In 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
Baby is drowsing Cozy and fair Mother sits near In her rocking chair Forward and back The cradle she swings And though baby sleeps He hears what she sings
From the high rooftops Down to the sea No one's as dear As baby to me Wee little fingers Eyes wide and bright Now sound asleep Until morning lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
