Текст (слова) песни: Mary Black - The 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 You`ll laugh at the moon and you`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 DNA bells on her toes A shadow above her wherever she goes Sang the crow on the cradle
The crow on the cradle The black on the white Somebody`s baby is born for a fight The crow on the cradle The white on 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 once said A crow on the cradle what can we do This is the thing I must leave up to you Sang the crow on the cradle
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