It's Your Baby, You Rock It

 

You offered me a penny for my thoughts

And I told you then that woman won't stay caught

But you turned and loved her anyway

She broke your heart and all I've got to say

It's your baby, you rock it

It's your heartache, you bought it

You made the bed your sleeping in

And I'm tired of hearing about it friend

It's your baby you, rock it

Well you cried upon my shoulder like a baby

I'm sorry 'bout your troubles and your lady

But she done you like she done me

And I've used up all my sympathy

It's your baby you, rock it

It's your baby, you rock it

It's your heartache, you bought it

You made the bed your sleeping in

And I'm tired of hearing about it friend

It's your baby you, rock it

 

Written by Fowler and Milete