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It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks	A
That clamoring for his dinner our precious baby wakes	A
Then it's sleep no more for baby and it's sleep no more for me	B
For when he wants his dinner why it's dinner it must be	B
And of that lacteal fluid he partakes with great ado	C
While gran'ma laughs	D
And gran'pa laughs	D
And wife she laughs	D
And I well I laugh too	C
	-
You'd think to see us carrying on about that little tad	E
That like as not that baby was the first we'd ever had	E
But sakes alive he isn't yet we people make a fuss	F
As if the only baby in the world had come to us	F
And morning noon and night time whatever he may do	C
Gran'ma she laughs	D
Gran'pa he laughs	D
Wife she laughs	D
And I of course laugh too	C
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But once a likely spell ago when that poor little chick	G
From teething or from some such ill of infancy fell sick	G
You wouldn't know us people as the same that went about	H
A feelin' good all over just to hear him crow and shout	H
And though the doctor poohed our fears and said he'd pull him through	C
Old gran'ma cried	I
And gran'pa cried	I
And wife she cried	I
And I yes I cried too	C
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It makes us all feel good to have a baby on the place	J
With his everlastin' crowing and his dimpling dumpling face	J
The patter of his pinky feet makes music everywhere	K
And when he shakes those fists of his good by to every care	K
No matter what our trouble is when he begins to coo	C
Old gran'ma laughs	D
And gran'pa laughs	D
Wife she laughs	D
And I you bet I laugh too	C

Eugene Field

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