Cradle

My mocking flew…my mocking bird flew out the window

My adlvice died… my adelvice died on the vine

You say that I… you say that I should concentrate on

How my life…how my life turned out just fine

But mama what can I do with this cradle I keep hanging on

When all I wanna do is rock 

and hear your sweet

All I wanna do is rock

and hear your sweet 

All I wanna do is rock and hear your sweet song oh, ohhh

Oh why do I… oh why do I want my arms around you

When you won’t… when you won’t even let me close

I guess I’ll take all you can give me

It’s better than livin with a ghost

But mama what can I do with this cradle I keep hanging on

When all I wanna do is rock 

and hear your sweet

Rock me like ya used to do, rock me and let me know

Rock me, I’m still lovin you,  mama

Rock me like you really care, rock me, can’t let you go

Rock me, I’m still lovin you,  mama

Oh I feel… Oh I feel brighter than the darkness

Oh I feel… Oh I feel many shades of grey

I am thinkin tomorrow will come 

I’m leavin as I stay

But mama what can I do with this cradle  I keep hanging on

When all I wanna do is rock and hear your sweet song

Mama….Rock me like you used to do