(I stand corrected-here's proper version)
"Rock-A-Bye Baby"
Words and Music
(waltz tempo)
by Effie I. Canning 1886
(
Lullaby)Baby is sleeping cozy and fair,
While mother sits near in her old oaken chair
Her foot on the rocker the cradle she swings,
And though baby slumbers he hears what she sings.
(Chorus)
Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
(Lullaby)
Rock-a-bye baby, mother is near,
Rock-a-bye baby , there's nothing to fear,
Angels of slumber are hovering near,
So rock-a-bye, baby, mother is here.
(Chorus)
Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby~
~down will come baby~
~down will come baby~
Cradle and all.
(Lullaby)
Grandma sits knitting close by the fireplace
With snowy white hair and a smile on her face,
The years have passed by yet it does not seem so long
Since she rocked baby's papa to sleep with that song.
(Chorus)
Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
(Lullaby)
Dear little baby, their joy and their pride,
Long may he be with them whatever betide,
The kitchen, the cradle, that tender refrain,
In mem'ry will linger that lullaby strain.
(Chorus)
Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby~
~down will come baby~
~down will come baby~
Cradle and all.
~~~~~~~
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Another Version
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"Rock-A-Bye Baby"
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 light.
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~
And down will come baby~
And down will come baby~
Cradle and all.
~~
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