Carr Mama said to Papa, be quiet as a mouse So Papa climbed up on the top of the house Made a lot of whoopee, made a lot of noise Stood up and cheered with the rest of the boys CHORUS: Baby's in the cradle, brother's on the town Sister's in the parlour, trying on a gown Mama's in the kitchen, messing all around And Papa's on the housetop, he won't come down Well the blues they come, yes the blues they come Nobody knows where the blues come from The blues they go, yes the blues they go And everybody's happy when the old blues go (chorus) Papa saw a chicken out in the yard He picked up a rock and he hit him hard He hit him hard and he k**ed him dead Now the chicken's in the gravy and the gravy's on the bread (chorus) Hush little baby don't you cry The blues are gonna leave you by and by Papa come in just a little bit sore Put the baby in the cradle, tossed the blues out the door (chorus)