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drink all day and rock all night
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave
drink all day and rock all night
from the cradle to the grave
from the cradle to the grave
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 is a girl
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 is a girl
a ghost of a smile is whispering gently goodbye
in the cradle of the angels
a place where all dreams come true
a ghost of a smile is whispering gently goodbye
in the cradle of the angels
a place where all dreams come true
if you want up to the mouth
the mouth's cradle
up to the mouth's cradle
if you want up to the mouth
the mouth's cradle
up to the mouth's cradle
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
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
mama let me start all over
cradle me
mama
mama let me start all over
cradle me
mama
well
they call you cradle baby
they say you're too young
well
they call you cradle baby
they say you're too young
cover me
my vicious tongue cradles just one
my vicious tongue cradles just one
cover me
my vicious tongue cradles just one
my vicious tongue cradles just one
if he's a boy he'll carry a gun
sang the crow on the cradle
if it should be that our baby's a girl
if he's a boy he'll carry a gun
sang the crow on the cradle
if it should be that our baby's a girl
if he's a boy he'll carry a gun
sang the crow on the cradle
if it should be that our baby's a girl
if he's a boy he'll carry a gun
sang the crow on the cradle
if it should be that our baby's a girl
love in the modern age
sometimes it's a cradle
sometimes it's a cage
love in the modern age
sometimes it's a cradle
sometimes it's a cage
whisky lullabies
there to cradle me to sleep
all i hear is
whisky lullabies
there to cradle me to sleep
all i hear is
leaving me here
in the cradle of the interstate alone
fair weather friends are a damn disease
leaving me here
in the cradle of the interstate alone
fair weather friends are a damn disease
on the tree top
when the wind blows the cradle will rock
if the bough breaks the cradle won't fall
on the tree top
when the wind blows the cradle will rock
if the bough breaks the cradle won't fall
won't you come around soon
and i love you from the cradle to the grave
the cradle to the grave
won't you come around soon
and i love you from the cradle to the grave
the cradle to the grave
always hateful
crack the precious cradle
yeah!
always hateful
crack the precious cradle
yeah!
and dancin' in the rain
from the rockin' of the cradle
to the rollin' of that long black limousine
and dancin' in the rain
from the rockin' of the cradle
to the rollin' of that long black limousine
start
the moon-cradle's rocking and rocking
where a cloud and a cloud go by
start
the moon-cradle's rocking and rocking
where a cloud and a cloud go by
kind of glue that sticks this world together
hands of steel and cradle of the promised land
god bless the working man
kind of glue that sticks this world together
hands of steel and cradle of the promised land
god bless the working man
when i was a little bitty baby
my mama would rock me in my cradle
in those old cotton fields back home
when i was a little bitty baby
my mama would rock me in my cradle
in those old cotton fields back home