Traditional Children's Songs
Music Control Rock A Bye Baby Rock a bye baby on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come the cradle, baby and all. Baby is drowsing, cosy 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 on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come the cradle, baby and all. Web Land of Magic
Rock A Bye Baby Rock a bye baby on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come the cradle, baby and all. Baby is drowsing, cosy 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 on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come the cradle, baby and all.
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