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  • child,

  Oh rock me in the cradle all the day.
Oh, mother, don't you love your darling child,
  Oh rock me in the cradle all the day.

Mother, rock me in the cradle,
Mother, rock me in the cradle,
  Mother, rock me in the cradle all the day,

All the day, (all the day,)
All the day, (all the day,)
  Oh, rock me in the cradle, all the day, . . .