Lullaby Tabulatur von Tim Minchin

C                                G
Sleep little baby, sleep now my love

                                 F
The milky way's shining high up above.

                            F   F/E  F/C   C/G
When you grow up you will learn all   that  stuff

         G        
But for now close your eyes

            Aaug5
Close your eyes


  C                             G
Sleep little baby try not to squawk

                                          F
Tomorrow and tomorrow you'll learn how to walk

                    F   F/E F/C  C/G
To love and laugh, to totter and talk

         G
But for now beddie byes


       F                                    Fm
Your blanket's hand knitted with pure angora wool

       C                                           
Your nappy is dry and your tummy is full

     G                                 
Of enough antihistamine to chill out a bull

      F   F/E  F/C  Csus2    C
Yet still all   this gringing


C/D  C/E  F                                  Fm
What more could you want for? I just can not guess

     C  
You constantly complain to me  you should feel blessed

            G
There are children in Africa starving to death

          F  F/E F/C  Csus2     C
And you don't hear them whinging


      C               C/E C/F  C/G  C
What more can I do to put   a   stop to

      G                           C
This mind numbing noise you are making?

 E                         Am
Where is the line between patting and hitting?

 D                           G
When is rocking rocking and when is it shaking?


   F                                       Fm
I don't know what else I can do to try and hush you

    C                                              
My heart says I love you but my brain's thinking fuck you

      G
And hoping a child trafficker will abduct you

    F                      G  G/C  G/D   C
At least then I'd get a few hours   in    bed


      F                                         Fm
I've shushed and I've cooed and I've even tried to sing 

      C                                     
Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da in the exact voice of Ringo
 
     G
Now all I have left is to hope that a dingo 

       F                        G            C
Will sneak in and rip off your fat bitching head


[Break]
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    C                             G
Oh hush little baby, don't say a word

                                F
Papa's gonna buy you a mocking bird

                             C
In the hope you'll get Avian Flu 

     G                                      C
The nice folk in A and E will take care of you


[Break]

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      C                                              
That's it, close your eyes, shhh not a sound

       G                          C
I can barely see your tiny belly moving up and down

     E                                      Am
One thing they don't mention in the parenting book

      D                        G                           C
Your love for them grows the closer to dead they look