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e Baby. Dance to your daddy, My little babby, Dance to your daddy, My little lamb. You shall have a fishy In a little dishy; You shall have a fishy When the boat comes in. Danty Baby Diddy. Danty baby diddy, What can a mammy do wid'e, But sit in a lap, And give 'un a pap? Sing danty baby diddy. Hush-a-bye Baa Lamb. Hush-a-bye, a baa lamb, Hush-a-by a milk cow, You shall have a little stick To beat the naughty bow-wow. Bye, Baby Bunting. Bye, baby bunting, Daddy's gone a hunting, To get a little rabbit skin To wrap a baby bunting in. Hush-a-bye Baby. Hush-a-bye baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall; Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all. Hush-a-bye baby, Daddy is near: Mammy's a lady, and that's very clear. Rock-a-bye Baby. Rock-a-bye baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring, And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king. Kissing Baby. My dear cockadoodle, my jewel, my joy, My darling, my honey, my pretty, sweet boy; Before I do rock thee with soft lullaby, Give me thy dear lips to be kiss'd, kiss'd, kiss'd. Good-night Baby Baby, baby, lay your head On your pretty cradle bed; Shut your eye-peeps, now the day And the light are gone away; All the clothes are tucked in tight, Little baby, dear, good night. Lie still with Daddy. Hush thee, my babby, Lie still with thy daddy, Thy mammy has gone to the mill, To grind thee some wheat, To make thee some meat, And so, my babby, lie still. [Illustration: Monkey Feeding Baby.] Monkey feeding Baby. Oh, my lady! my lady! my lady! Here's that funny monkey Has put on your night-cap, And is feeding The baby! the baby! the baby! Baby getting up Baby, baby ope your eye, For the sun is in the sky, And he's peeping once again Through the pretty window pane: Little baby, do not keep Any longer fast asleep. Washing Baby's Hands Wash hands, wash, Daddy's gone to plough; If you want your hands wash'd, Have them washed now. Combing Baby's Hair Comb hair, comb, Daddy's gone to plough; If you want your hair comb'd Have it combed now. Baby Brother M
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