Crow on the Cradle

The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn

Now is the time for a child to be born

He'll laugh at the moon and he'll cry for the sun

And if it'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

With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes

And a bomber above her wherever she goes

Sang the crow on the cradle

Your mother and father will scrimp and will save

To build you a coffin and dig you a grave

So hush a bye little one

Never you weep

For we've got a toy to put you to sleep

Sang the crow on the cradle

Crow on the cradle the black and the white

Somebody's baby is born for a fight

Crow on the cradle the white and the black

Somebody's baby is not coming back

Sang the crow on the cradle

Bring me my gun and I'll shoot that bird dead

That's what your mother and father have said

Crow on the cradle what shall we do

Now there's a thing that I leave to you

Sang the crow on the cradle

Sang the crow on the cradle