Tantowi Yahya - The Hand That Rocks The Cradle (feat. Bob Tutupoli)

Kishore Kumar Hits — Tantowi Yahya - The Hand That Rocks The Cradle (feat. Bob Tutupoli) lyrics

Artist: Tantowi Yahya

album: Country & Beyond

He got here red and wrinkled
Scared and crying
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 losing)
(He will always find the twinkle in her eyes)
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 of 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
That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

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