windbelle:I won't mind sitting by your cradle
Singing to you softly far into the night
I won't mind playing peekaboo for hours
To see that look of wonder, wonder and delight
Soon they'll be asking "Where is baby's nose?
Where is baby's shoe? Where is baby's hat?"
"Clever little boy," they'll say
Lizzie taught him that
I won't mind reading you a story
Quacking like a duck, chirping like a bird
I won't mind when you ask me to repeat it
'Til you can say it with me, knowing every word
You needn't worry if there's chocolate on your hands
Jelly on your face, porridge on my skirt
Run to me, and I'll be there to hold you when you hurt
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't say no"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's spoiling you"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's wrapped around your finger"
I'll say, "Yes, it's true"