| Show JUST FOLKS ly Ry EDGAR GUEST OLD They say to let the baby cry But when she does I wonder why There is a difference they explain explain cx- cx ex ex- plain Twixt temper and arid the cry of ot pain But still sUll this always bothers me How do the they know which it itcan itcan itcan can be Theres There's many a night I 1 can re recall recall recall re- re call callI I 1 rocked her dad when he was small j jId Id I'd swear a thousand times Umes or more With him in arms I walked the the- floor c cAnd And when at last he f fell li asleep toe Tip-toe unto my bed Id I'd creep And was I foolish Who Who can cansay cansay say That babe is six feet tall today To guess Im I'm sure we didn't try Did pid pain or temper make him cry Hearing him out of bed Id I'd spring Sure that he needed comforting If It I suggest its it's pain they say Its It's temper that is on display But when I ask them how they know They never have the proof to show Old Grandpa they reply re- re Ply Who Vho hates to let a baby cry Copyright 1948 Edgar A. A Guest |