Cry Baby Cry

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
The king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
Voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry