Lyric Crow On The Cradle

(from the soundtrack to No Nukes; peformed live by Jackson Browne with Graham Nash & David Lindley)

The sheep s in the meadow
The cow s in the corn
Now is the time for a child to be born
He ll laugh at the moon
And cry for the sun
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
Never you mind if her hair doesn t curl
With rings on her fingers
And bells on her toes
And a bomber above her wherever she goes
Sang the crow on the cradle

The crow on the cradle
The black and the white
Somebody s baby is born for a fight
The crow on the cradle
The white and the black
Somebody s baby is not coming back
Sang the crow on the cradle

Your mother and father will sweat and they ll slave
To build you a coffin and dig you a grave
Hush-a-bye little one, never you weep
For we ve got a toy that can put you to sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle

Bring me my gun, and I ll shoot that bird dead
That s what your mother and father once said
The crow on the cradle, what can we do
Ah, this is a thing that I ll leave up to you
Sang the crow on the cradle
Sang the crow on the cradle