Judy from Baron Field by Baron Field

Judy

Judy was his baby
She rocked him to sleep
She rolled him over when he played dead
Judy was his baby
He was crazy
'Bout every hair on her head

Judy was his baby
They'd go dancin' every night
In the street outside the takeaway
Maria fries haloumi
And saves a rosary
For the end of the day

Judy was his baby
Every Thursday they'd lie in
Every Tuesday they lied down at the bar
And every bird there was a stoolie
But for Judy
She kept the song in her heart
She kept the song in her heart

...Then three days in a dump of rain at the terminus
Judy calls her mother
When the pony threw a shoe
So he goes n lays another with a I.O.U
'Cause Judy was his baby
Yeah Judy was his baby
Judy was his baby
She kept the song in her heart
She kept the song in her heart

• Folk
• blues
• country
• lyrical
• rock
• Brisbane