| I must sit down for a minute, I’m ready to fall in a heap
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| Willie’s been fed and I’ve tucked him in bed, thank goodness the darling’s
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| asleep
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| He’s a wonderful boy and a joy and a boon
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| SPOKEN: Ahh, gee, you should have seen him this afternoon
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| Bang went the bridge lamp, down went the table, crash went the china tray
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| But he said «I couldn’t help it, my rocking horse ran away!»
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| Rip rip went the curtain, wham went the window, crunch went the new buffet
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| And I heard him tell his daddy «My rocking horse ran away»
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| Somehow Indians got into our front room
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| Our cowboy grabbed for his gun and went boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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| Slam went the screen door, smash went the mirror, looks like I’ll soon be gray
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| But he smiles and what’s the difference and maybe some Mother’s Day
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| I’ll remember when his rocking horse ran away
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| Got up early this morning, wore a flimsy negligee
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| Had to hurry to fix the breakfast and get daddy on his way |