Dance, little baby, dance up high,
Never mind, baby, mother is by
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There, little baby, there you go.
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round
So dance, little baby, and mother will sing,
With merry gay choral ding ding a ding ding
Rest little baby your Daddy is near,
And your mammy soon maybe one thing is quite clear,
Rest little darling and wait for the sun,
With a voice like a starling your mother will come.
Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green
Father's a nobleman, mother's a Queen
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the King.
David Gibb - Dance Little Baby Lyrics
David Gibb - Dance Little Baby Lyrics
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Dance, little baby, dance up high,
Never mind, baby, mother is by
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There, little baby, there you go.
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round
So dance, little baby, and mother will sing,
With merry gay choral ding ding a ding ding
Rest little baby your Daddy is near,
And your mammy soon maybe one thing is quite clear,
Rest little darling and wait for the sun,
With a voice like a starling your mother will come.
Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green
Father's a nobleman, mother's a Queen
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the King.
Never mind, baby, mother is by
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There, little baby, there you go.
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round
So dance, little baby, and mother will sing,
With merry gay choral ding ding a ding ding
Rest little baby your Daddy is near,
And your mammy soon maybe one thing is quite clear,
Rest little darling and wait for the sun,
With a voice like a starling your mother will come.
Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green
Father's a nobleman, mother's a Queen
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the King.
Writer: David Gibb
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management