MOTHER'S LAMENT
CREAM - Disraeli Gears
D# one, a two, a phree, a pho--ah...
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D# mother was washing her baby one night;
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The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
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The mother was poor and the baby was thin;
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'Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
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The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
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She was only a moment but when she turned back
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Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,
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"Oh, where has my baby gone?" The angels replied:
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Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.
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Your baby has gone down the plug.
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The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
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He should have been washed in a jug, in a jug.
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Your baby is perfectly happy;
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He won't need a bath anymore.
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He's a-muckin' about with the angels above,
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Not lost but gone before.