| I put our little baby to bed last night
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| She was sleeping real good while
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| I tucked her in tight
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| I looked at her once
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| Then I looked at her twice
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| Her little legs are longer
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| And I’m running out of time
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| The boys are gonna chase her
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| I’ll be standing in line our baby’s gone
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| Up at 7:30 she comes into our room
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| She wants to make her breakfast
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| But she can;t find her spoon
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| We wake up and try to shake the sandman
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| Out of our eyes
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| She’s already got her clothes on much to our suprise
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| She did it all by herself and we realize our baby’s gone
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| Three years old and she’s the queen of the world
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| Humpty dumpty’s falling down
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| Little Jack Horner’s on the boredom border
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| Oh mamma what do we do now
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| Playing outside her little face to the wind
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| The hours go by her strength is wearing thin
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| She doesn;t call for daddy she’s a big girl now
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| Her mamma looks in wonder and she don’t know how
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| How our baby girl escaped us no more cuddling now
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| Our baby’s gone
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| Three years old and she’s the queen of the world
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| Humpty dumpty’s falling down
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| Little Jack Horner’s on the boredom border
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| Oh mamma what do we do now
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| Our baby’s gone |