Cry Baby Cry (3:20)

Cry Baby Cry (3:20)

Contact
Chris Myers
chris@rbrentertainment.com

Songwriters, Publishing & PRO:
Billy Droze, Different Kind of Crown Publishing, ASCAP
David Norris, Norrisongs, ASCAP
Heather Alley, Unaffiliated

ISRC: QZEU62210026


LYRICS

The story goes it was midnight
Back in days of old
A mother with her lantern
Searching up and down the hall
Looking for the new born
That was nowhere to be found
They say she gave up just before
She burned that cabin down

Where the hills roll like a banjo
And they’ll take you far away
Don’t ask the rain though
Where you can escape
The legend’s older than the mountains
That reach up to the sky
If you listen close you’ll hear a ghost
Wailing through the night

Cry, baby cry
Cry, sweet baby cry

You can smell the scent of kerosene
Even to this day
And the trail of charcoaled evergreens
Leading to that place
There’s a weathered wooden cross
To forgive her mortal sins
At the rivers edge where she jumped and threw
her burning body in

Every night I fall asleep
To a lonely lullaby
Some believe she long past gone
But she’s very much alive
Looking for redemption
You can hear her cry out loud
It echos through the hollers
Such a desperate mournful sound

Cry, baby cry
Cry, sweet baby cry

At the stroke of midnight
Beneath a canopy of stars
You can see a barefoot lady
With a baby in her arms
Singing in the whisper winds
Such a soft and chilling song
I swear she walks on water
Just to try to right her wrongs

But the hills roll like a banjo
They take you far away
Don’t ask the rain though
Where you can escape
The legend’s older than the mountains
That climb up to the sky
If you listen close you’ll hear a ghost
Wailing through the night

Cry, baby cry
Cry, sweet baby cry

Cry, baby cry
Cry, sweet baby cry