Cry, baby, cry
Make your mother sighThe king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen The queen was in the parlor Playing piano for the children of the kingCry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cryThe king was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play The queen was in the playroom Painting pictures for the children’s holidayCry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cryThe duchess of Kirkcaldy always smiling
And arriving late for tea The duke was having problems With a message at the local bird and beeCry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cryAt 12 o’clock, a meeting ‘round the table
For a seance in the dark With voices out of nowhere Put on specially by the children for a larkCry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cry Cry, baby cry Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cryCry, cry, cry
Make your mother sigh She’s old enough to know better So cry, baby, cry