Cry, baby, cryMake your mother sigh
The king of Marigold was in the kitchenCooking breakfast for the queenThe queen was in the parlorPlaying piano for the children of the king
Cry, baby, cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cry
The king was in the gardenPicking flowers for a friend who came to playThe queen was in the playroomPainting pictures for the children’s holiday
Cry, baby, cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cry
The duchess of Kirkcaldy always smilingAnd arriving late for teaThe duke was having problemsWith a message at the local bird and bee
Cry, baby, cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cry
At 12 o’clock, a meeting ‘round the tableFor a seance in the darkWith voices out of nowherePut on specially by the children for a lark
Cry, baby, cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cryCry, baby cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cry
Cry, cry, cryMake your mother sighShe’s old enough to know betterSo cry, baby, cry








