The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn Now is the time for a child to be born He'll cry at the moon and he'll laugh at the sun If he's a boy he'll carry a gun Sang the crow on the cradle
If it should be that our baby's a girl Never you mind if her hair doesn't curl Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes A bomber above her wherever she goes Sang the crow on the cradle
Rockabye baby, the dark and the light Somebody's baby is born for a fight Rockabye baby, the white and the black Somebody's baby is not coming back Sang the crow on the cradle
Your mother and father they'll scrap and they'll save Build you a coffin and dig you a grave Hush a bye little one, why do you weep? We have a toy that will put you to sleep Sang the crow on the cradle
Bring me a gun and I'll shoot that bird dead That's what your father and mother once said Crow on the cradle, what shall I do? That is the thing I'll leave up to you Sang the crow on the cradleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
