The Crow On The Cradle
by Sydney Carter
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 for 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
And if it should be that this baby's a girl
Never you mind if her hair doesn't curl
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
And a bomber above her wherever she goes
Sang the crow on the cradle
Rockaby baby, the dark and the light
Somebody's baby is born for a fight
Rockaby baby, the white and the black
Somebody's baby is not coming back
Sang the crow on the cradle
Your mammy and pappy they'll scrape and they'll save
Build you a coffin and dig you a grave
Hush a bye little one why do you weep
We've got a toy that will put you to sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle
Bring me my gun and I'll shoot that bird dead
That's what your mammy and pappy once said
Crow on the cradle what should I do
That is a thing that I leave up to you
Sang the crow on the cradle
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