Lullaby
May 26th, 2008
The lyrics to “Hush, Little Baby” as it is sung in the catnamedpig household:
Hush, Little Baby, don’t say a word
Mama’s (Daddy’s)* gonna buy you a mockingbird
If that mockingbird don’t sing
Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring turns black
Mama’s gonna buy you a hacky-sack
If that hacky-sack loses its beans
Mama’s gonna buy you a new pair of jeans
If that new pair of jeans gets all hole-y
Mama’s gonna buy you some guacamole
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*Lyrics courtesy of Matt, or Daddy, but I am using the name “Mama” in the song as that is how I just sang it to Elliot. I must say, it worked like a charm. Matt developed this particular wording when Siena was about Elliot’s age; neither of us has any idea how the actual lyrics go, but we think this version works nicely. What better way to drift off to sleep than with visions of delicious guacamole dancing in your head? I can’t think of anything more soothing, personally. Maybe bagels with cream cheese. . . .
May 26th, 2008 at 7:18 pm
So funny! We have our ‘own’ lyrics to this song as well . . .
Hush Little Baby, don’t say a word
Papa’s going to buy you a mockingbird.
If that mockingbird don’t sing,
Papa’s going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring don’t shine,
Papa’s going to buy you a bottle of wine.
If that bottle of wine ain’t red,
Papa’s going to buy you a boy named Fred.
If that boy named Fred don’t dance,
Papa’s going to buy you some pretty pink pants.
If those pretty pink pants don’t fit,
Papa’s going to throw a hissy-fit.
Please don’t imply anything about our household, just because we used to sing to our infant about red wine and buying her a boy . . . it was just new-baby delirium, coming up with something, ANYTHING, that would rhyme and calm this kid down already!!!