Good baby, good baby, why do you cry? Are you cold and tired or hungry and sad? Good baby, good baby, tears upon your breast Hush now, your mama is trying to rest
Good baby, good baby, don’t be afraid Daddy knows all the places where the lions have laid Deep as a mountain, down in the pine Good baby, good baby, always true and kind
Who will rock the cradle? Who will sing a song? All the time she’s walkin’ with red shoes on I’ll rock the cradle, I’ll sing a song Good baby, good baby, when she’s dead and gone
Good baby, good baby smiling at the mouth Days will be warmer as we fly south Down to the river, dark as a plow Good baby, good baby, you’re my baby now