Rockin' My Baby

Rockin' My Baby
by Tom Chapin
© 1982 The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

Like a boat on the ocean
Leaves on a tree
We're caught in the motion
You and me

And they're looking everywhere,
Sending telegrams.
What, when, why? Stop.
They don't know where I am.
And they're knocking
On my neighbor's door,
Ringing the telephone.
Even calling on the radio,
But I'm right here at home . . .

Rocking my baby, rocking my baby
Rocking my baby, all night long.

And the wolf is waiting at my door
A bad dream come true.
Easy Street looks like Empty Pockets Avenue.
The only news is bad news
But I don't worry
'Cause I still got you,
And you sure got me . . .

Rocking my baby, rocking my baby
Rocking my baby, all night long.
Rocking my baby, rocking my baby
Rocking my baby, all night long.

The days are getting shorter;
That big clock will not stand still
But I will always love you.
I'll never get my fill, it's still a thrill

Rocking my baby, rocking my baby
Rocking my baby, all night long.
Rocking my baby, rocking my baby
Rocking my baby, all night long.

This song appears on Tom Chapin's In The City Of Mercy CD.

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