The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Lyrics

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle lyrics

Words and Music by Tedd Harris 

 

 He got here red and wrinkled scared and cryin'

 Then she took him up and held him to her breast

 And he sure was glad to get what mama offered

 Then he went to sleep and put his fears to rest

 

 It didn't seem to matter what he needed

 He could always count on mama to supply

 And regardless of the sleep she might be losin'

 He always found a twinkle in her eye

 

 There ought to be a hall of fame for mamas

 Creation's most unique and precious pearls

 And heaven help us always to remember

 That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

 

 She taught him all the attributes of greatness

 That she knew he couldn't learn away from home

 And by the time she wore the cover off her bible

 Her hair was gray and her little man was gone

 

 There ought to be a hall of fame for mamas

 Creation's most unique and precious pearls

 And heaven help us always to remember

 That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

 Yes, the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world