Lullaby

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           Tim Minchin - Lullaby

[D]Sleep little baby, sleep now my l[A]ove

The milky ways shining high up ab[G]ove.

                            [G]   [G/f#]  [G/D]   [D/A]
When you grow up you will learn all   that  stuff

But for n[A]ow close your eyes

Close your e[Aaug5]yes

Sl[D]eep little baby try not to squ[A]awk.

Tomorrow and tomorrow youll learn how to w[G]alk

                    [G]   [G/f#] [G/D]  [D/A]
To love and laugh make toast and talk

But for n[A]ow beddie byes

Your bl[G]ankets hand knitted with pure angora [Gm]wool

Your na[D]ppy is dry and your tummy is full

Of en[A]ough antihistamine to chill out a bull

      [G]   [G/f#]  [G/D]  [Dsus2]    [D]
Yet still all   this gringe - ing

[D/E]     [D/F#]     W[G]hat more could you want for? I just can not g[Gm]uess

You c[D]onstantly complain to me  you should feel blessed

There are ch[A]ildren in Africa starving to death

          [G]  [G/f#] [G/D]  [Dsus2]     [D]
And you dont hear them whinge - ing

What m[D]ore can I do to [D/F#]put  [D/G] a   [D/A]stop [D]to

This m[A]ind numbing noise you are ma[D]king?

W[F#]here is the line between pa[Bm]tting and hitting?

W[E]hen is rocking rocking and w[A]hen is it shaking?

I d[G]ont know what else I can do to try and h[Gm]ush you

My h[D]eart says I love you but my brains thinking fuck you

And ho[A]ping a child trafficker will abduct you

At l[G]east then Id get a few [A]hou[A/D]rs   [A/E]in    [D]bed

Ive sh[G]ushed and Ive cooed and Ive even tried to [Gm]sing

Ob-La-[D]Di Ob-La-Da in the exact voice of Ringo

Now a[A]ll I have left is to hope, that a dingo

Will sn[G]eak in and rip off your f[A]at bitching h[D]ead

[D]   [A]   [D]          [F#]   [Bm]   [E]   [A]

Oh h[D]ush little baby, dont say a wo[A]rd

Papas gonna buy you a mocking bi[G]rd

In the hope youll get Avian F[D]lu

The n[A]ice folk in A and E will take care of y[D]ou

[D]   [A]   [D]        [F#]   [Bm]   [E]   [A]

[D]   [A]   [D]        [F#]   [Bm]   [E]   [A]

Thats [D]it close your eyes shhh not a sound

I can b[A]arely see your tiny belly m[D]oving up and down

One t[F#]hing they dont mention in the parenting [Bm]book

Your l[E]ove for them grows the cl[A]oser to death they look     [D]

Tab by Brynn McCullagh

brynnmccullagh [at] hotmail [dot] com