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| From the minute you're born You start to die From the cradle to the grave You cannot see why Life's got no reason You're just not able To stop it sailing past Like a falling cradle You learn to run Before you walk Just sit back And hold your talk If you live too fast You die too young And life's all over Before the song is sung When the end is nigh And you're about to die All you have are Memories of Happier times When you were proud and strong Now the glory Has gone Rock baby rock In the treetop When the wind blows The cradle will rock When the bough breaks The cradle will fall Down will come baby Cradle and all [Solo] When the end is nigh And you're about to die All you have are Memories of Happier times When you were proud and strong Now the glory Has gone |
