Show Of Hands - Crow on the cradle lyrics

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 he'll 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 Your mother and father will scrimp and will save To build you a coffin and dig you a grave So hush a bye little one Never you weep For we've got a toy to put you to sleep Sang the crow on the cradle Crow on the cradle the black and the white Somebody's baby is born for a fight Crow on the cradle the white and the black Somebody's baby is not coming back Sang the crow on the cradle Bring me my gun and I'll shoot that bird dead That's what your mother and father have said Crow on the cradle what shall we do Now there's a thing that I leave to you Sang the crow on the cradle Sang the crow on the cradle