Hush Little Baby
Hush little Pd don’t you cry
Mandy’s gonna sing you a lullaby
And if that golden girl can’t sing
Goldie’s gonna buy you a golden ring
And if that golden ring is brass
Goldie’s gonna get you a looking glass
But if that looking glass don’t please
Not my fault perhaps you’ve eaten cheese
And if you still don’t like what you see
Don’t get upset and then blame me
So hush little Pd don’t say a word
Mandy’s not gonna kill the mocking bird
The mocking bird - it just mocks me
And that’s not nice what do you say Pd
May I suggest a shot of the hard
But not to many or I’ll mark your card
So get on your pj’s on and go to bed
Curl up with teddy or Nathan instead
Close your eyes and go to sleep
Keep them tight and don’t you peep
Nighty night PD, now you sleep so well
Cos in the morning you’ll look like hell
Dream sweet dreams of unicorns you love so well
And you’ll rise in the morning feeling really swell
© 24/10/2102
Hush Little Baby
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012
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