Lyric The Crow On The Cradle

The sheep s in the meadow
The cow s in the corn
Now is the time for a child to be born
You ll laugh at the moon and you ll 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 DNA bells on her toes
A shadow above her wherever she goes
Sang the crow on the cradle

The crow on the cradle
The black on the white
Somebody s baby is born for a fight
The crow on the cradle
The white on the black
Somebody s baby is not coming back
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
A crow on the cradle what can we do
This is the thing I must leave up to you
Sang the crow on the cradle