Mother's Lament

[Intro]

Are we rollin'? A-one, a-two, a-three, a-four

[Verse]

A mother was washing her baby one night

The youngest of ten and a delicate mite

The mother was poor, and the baby was thin

Twas naught but an skellington covered with skin

The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack

She was only a moment, but a-when she turned back

Her baby had gone and in anguish she cried

"Oh, where 'as my baby gone?" The angels replied

"Oh, your baby has gone down the plug-'ole

Oh, your baby has gone down the plug

The poor little thing was so skinny and thin

He should 'ave been washed in a jug, in a jug

Your baby is perfectly happy

He won't need a bath anymore

He's a-muckin' about with the angels above

Not lost, but gone before"

[Outro]

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