This little instrumental gem, which fires again and again from the cute birdie mobile hung over the bed of one particularly restless little baby in the Preemie Express. Which is bad enough, but especially aggravating for the whithering lyrics:
Hush, little baby, don’t say a word.
Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird won’t sing,
Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa’s gonna buy you a looking glass
And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa’s gonna buy you a billy goat
And if that billy goat won’t pull,
Papa’s gonna buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull fall down,
You’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town
The only known antidote is found here.