Babe's Blues

Small children pound, babe's blues around
Blues made them cry, unlike adults
Have fewer faults, and as a rule, they're pretty cool

They meet blues, they greet blues
Then beat blues

Kids take a fall, but like a ball, bounce up again
They'll shed a tear, too full of fear
They're not afraid, they've got it made

Kids meet blues, then greet blues
And beat blues

Small girls and boys treat blues as toys, like in a game
Blues come their way most every day
Kids let them in, don't let them win

Kids make blues, then fake blues
Then shake blues

We tiny todds, scat blues a lot, but never grieve
Kids in the know when feeling low cries blues away
Don't let them stay
Kids spy blues, kids eye blues, goodbye blues

Kids make blues, then fake blues, then shake blues
Kids make blues, then fake blues, then shake blues