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"ROCK-A-BYE, BABY / THY CRADLE IS GREEN" by ANONYMOUS

Last Line: AND DRUMS FOR THE KING

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.



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