Mothers Lament

mother’s lament cream - disraeli gears : capo on 5th a one , a two , a phree , a pho - - ah . . . [ D ] [ G ] a mother was washing her baby one night; [ A ] [ D ] A the youngest of ten and a delicate mite . [ D ] [ G ] the mother was poor and the baby was thin; [ A ] [ D ] A ’twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin . [ D ] [ G ] the mother turned ’round for a soap off the rack . [ A ] [ D ] A she was only a moment but when she turned back [ D ] [ G ] her baby had gone , and in anguish she cried , [ A ] [ D ] A "oh , where has my baby gone?" the angels replied : [ D ] [ G ] oh , your baby has gone down the plug hole . [ A ] [ D ] your baby has gone down the plug . G G7 D B7 the poor little thing was so skinny and thin , [ E7 ] A A7 he should have been washed in a jug , in a jug . [ D ] [ G ] your baby is perfectly happy; [ A ] [ D ] he won’t need a bath anymore . [ G ] [ D ] E7 he’s A - muckin’ about with the angels above , [ A ] A7 [ D ] not lost but gone before .