Cry, Baby, Cry

Cry baby cry

Makes you more decide

She holding up no better

The queen married the golden when this kitchen cooking break man for the queen

The queen was on the polo play the piano for the children of the king

cry baby cry

Crying, making more the sign She's holding us to know better

So cry baby, cry The king was in the garden

Picked a flower for the friends who came to play

The queen was on the bedroom Painted a picture for the children

Holiday

Cry baby, cry

Make your mother sad

She hold you not, not better

So cry baby, cry

The Duke's mother counting

Always smiling on the riding

Left for tea

The Duke is on the problem

With us missing on the looking

can't bear to be. Cry baby cry, make your mother sigh, she holds her nose no better,

so cry baby cry. From twenty o'clock to eighteen, round the table, fall descending in the dark.

Boats in all this nowhere, pull the special on the children for the lark

Cry baby cry, make him on the side, she hold the nothing no better

So cry baby cry, cry cry cry, make him on the side, she hold the nothing no better

So cry, baby, cry, cry, cry, cry

Make your mother sigh

She'll hold it up, she'll know better

So cry, baby, cry

Move your head up, people

Then I'll take you back

Shake your body, pop it up, people

Take it, baby, take me back