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Good-night Baby Baby, baby, lay your head On your pretty cradle bed; Shut your eye-peeps, now the day And the light are gone away; All the clothes are tucked in tight, Little baby, dear, good night. |
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Lie still with Daddy. Hush thee, my babby, Lie still with thy daddy, Thy mammy has gone to the mill, To grind thee some wheat, To make thee some meat, And so, my babby, lie still. |
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Monkey feeding Baby. Oh, my lady! my lady! my lady! Here's that funny monkey Has put on your night-cap, And is feeding The baby! the baby! the baby! |
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Baby getting up Baby, baby ope your eye, For the sun is in the sky, And he's peeping once again Through the pretty window pane: Little baby, do not keep Any longer fast asleep. |
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Washing Baby's Hands Wash hands, wash, Daddy's gone to plough; If you want your hands wash'd, Have them washed now. |
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Combing Baby's Hair Comb hair, comb, Daddy's gone to plough; If you want your hair comb'd Have it combed now. |
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Baby Brother My pretty baby-brother Is six months old to-day, And though he cannot speak, He knows whate'er I say. Whenever I come near, He crows for very joy; And dearly do I love him, The darling baby-boy. |
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Baby He opens his mouth when he kisses you; He cries very loud when he misses you; He says "Boo! boo! boo!" for "How-do-you-do?" And he strokes down your face when he's loving you. |
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Learning to walk alone Come, my darling, come away, Take a pretty walk to-day; Run along, and never fear, I'll take care of baby dear; Up and down with little feet, That's the way to walk, my sweet. |