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Eugene Field - The Cunnin` Little Thing
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When baby wakes of mornings,
Then it`s wake, ye people all!
For another day
Of song and play
Has come at our darling`s call!
And, till she gets her dinner,
She makes the welkin ring,
And she won`t keep still till she`s had her fill -
The cunnin` little thing!

When baby goes a-walking,
Oh, how her paddies fly!
For that`s the way
The babies say
To other folk "by-by";
The trees bend down to kiss her,
And the birds in rapture sing,
As there she stands and waves her hands -
The cunnin` little thing!

When baby goes a-rocking
In her bed at close of day,
At hide-and-seek
On her dainty cheek
The dreams and the dimples play;
Then it`s sleep in the tender kisses
The guardian angels bring
From the Far Above to my sweetest love -
You cunnin` little thing!
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