Rock an' Bye the Baby

What'll we do when the baby cries?

Stick my finger in the baby's eye

Wrap him up in a tablecloth

Throw him up in the old hayloft

Chorus:

(Rock an' bye the baby) x4

How in the world do the old folks know

I like sugar in my coffee-o?

The wind blow high, the wind blow low

The wind blow sugar in my coffee-o

Had a little girl named Mary Lee

Asked her if she'd marry me

She says, "I like your manners, Joe,

But I gotta stay home with a baby-o!"

Way down yonder where the bluebell ring

Jaybird bark and a bulldog sing

Sing so loud, the brook went dry

You oughta heard that jaybird cry

What'll we do with a baby-o?

What'll we do with a baby-o?

Wrap him up in calico

Give him to his daddy-o