Hand That Rocks The Cradle

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[Intro 1]
[D][A][D]

[Verse 1]
He [D]got here and
wrinkled scared and [G]cryin'
Then she [D]took him up
and held him to her [A]breast
And he [D]sure was glad
to [Am]get what [D]mama o[G]ffered
Then he [D]went to sleep
[A]and put his fears [D]to rest
It [D]didn't seem to matter what he [G]needed
He could [D]always count on mama to supp[A]ly
And re[D]gardless of the
[Am]sleep she [D]might be [G]losin'
He [D]always found a [A]twinkle in her [D]eye

[Chorus 1]
[G]There ought to be
a [A]hall of fame [D]for mamas
Cre[G]ation's most un[A]ique
and precious [D]pearls
[G]And heaven help us
[A]always to re[D]mem[G]ber
That the [Em]hand that rocks
the [A]cradle rules the [D]world

[Verse 2]
She [D]taught him all
the attributes of [G]greatness
That she [D]knew he
couldn't learn away from [A]home
And by the [D]time she wore
the [Am]cover [D]off her [G]bible
Her [D]hair was gray
[A]and her little man [D]was gone

[Chorus 2]
[G]There ought to be
a [A]hall of fame [D]for mamas
Cre[G]ation's most un[A]ique
and precious [D]pearls
[G]And heaven help us
[A]always to re[D]mem[G]ber
That the [Em]hand that rocks
the [A]cradle rules the [D]world
Yes, the [G]hand that rocks
the [A]cradle rules the [D]world[A][D]