Cry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry, baby, cry
The king of 
Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlor
Playing piano for the children of the king
Cry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry, baby, cry
At twelve o'clock a meeting 'round the table
For a seance in the dark
Voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark
Cry, baby, cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry, baby, cry