C
F
He got here and wrinkled scared and crying
C
G7
The she took him up and held him to her breast
C
F
And he sure was glad to get what mama offered
C
G7
C
Then he went to sleep and put his fears to rest
F
It didn’t seem to matter what he needed
C
G7
He could always count on mama to supply
C
F
And regardless of the sleep she might be losing
C
G7
C
He always found a twinkle in her eye
F
G7
C
There ought to be a hall of fame for mamas
F
G7
C
Creation’s most unique and precious pearls
F
G7
C
F
And heaven help us always to remem-ber
Dm
G7
C
That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world
F
She taught him all the attributes of greatness
C
G7
That she knew he couldn’t learn away from home
C
F
And by the time she wore the cover off her bible
C
G7
C
Her hair was gray and her little man was gone
F
G7
C
There ought to be a hall of fame for mamas
F
G7
C
Creation’s most unique and precious pearls
F
G7
C
F
And heaven help us always to remem-ber
Dm
G7
C
That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world
F
G7
C
Yes the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world
Dm
C
G7
F
