Lyrics The Crow On The Cradle - Jackson Browne
                                                (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
 
                                    
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