Michael Woodhead

CRY, BABY, CRY

Written by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1965, 2017

Cry, baby, cry
Your days are almost through
Cry, baby, cry
You'll soon know what to do
Hide you head in shame
And forget my name
So cry, baby, cry

Cry, baby, cry
There's nothing you can do
Cry, baby, cry
Cause I'm not feeling blue
So, forget my name
All will be the same
So cry, baby, cry
Cry, baby, cry


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