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Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top
When the wind blows...
Does only the cradle rock?
And when the bough breaks and the cradle falls and no one's there to catch it,
The baby falls
and falls
Into dreams of loving arms and wafting warmth of a cozy home.
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