Short'nin' Bread - Countdown Kids

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread,

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread.

Put on the skillet,

Slip on the lid,

Mama’s gonna make

A little short’nin' bread.

That ain’t all

She’s gonna do,

Mama’s gonna make

A little coffee, too.

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread,

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread.

Three little children,

Lyin' in bed

Two were sick

And the other 'most dead

Sent for the doctor

And the doctor said,

«Give those children some

Short’nin' bread.»

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread,

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread.

When those children,

Sick in bed,

Heard that talk

About short’nin' bread,

Popped up well

To dance and sing,

Skipped around and cut

The pigeon wing.

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread,

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread.

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread,

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin', short’nin',

Mama’s little baby loves

Short’nin' bread.