I wrote it for my little nephew, Eddie, my sister's child.
He was hanging around my house in his little cradle.
Too doo dup, too doo doo, doo doo doo.
You're just a little baby boy six months old lying in your mama's lap
I'm sittin' here thinkin' of a song I could sing to get you to take a nap
You were born on the part of the river of life where the water is troubled and deep
This day and time there are not many songs to sing a little baby to sleep.
Too doo dup, too doo doo, doo doo doo.
I search my mind for a proper subject to set down the reason and rhyme
And I got to thinking it might have been better to be born at some other time
I know you're tired and I know you're weary and I don't like to see you weep
But there just don't seem to be any songs going to sing a little baby to sleep
Too doo dup, too doo doo, doo doo doo.
I'll rock your cradle and your mama will croon that's all the comfort we know
You need a song you can keep on singing cause you've got a long way to go
Faith writes the words and love writes the music and hope can establish the beat
Your generation might know a song to sing a little baby to sleep
Too doo dup, too doo doo, doo doo doo...