Rock-a-bye, baby
In my arms strong
When the wind blows
I’ll sing you a song
“When you would smile
I’ll play with you awhile
But when you cry
I’ll put you to dry
Baby is drowsing
No worries, no care
Your daddy is here
To pay all your fare
And now you will owe me
Until you’ll die"
And though baby sleeps
She hears his story
Baby looks up
With eyes wide and bright
He calls her child
But she’s filled with fright
She does not know
To trust or to fear
When her cradle
He rocks far and near
He rocks far and near
- Dedicated to all those little boys and girls who find that their home is not the haven that it ought to have been...
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