Boom-a-lock-choo

She was fed, she was clean,
She was burped, but she cried
Though we held her and rocked her;
We tried and we tried.

'Til in sheer desperation,
With her on my shoulder,
I walked and I patted
And somehow cajoled 'er.

The secret was singing.
The lyrics, you see,
Popped out without thinking;
Surprised even me.

With a boom-a-lock choo
And a boom-a-lock chow,
She fell deeply asleep
And she's still sleeping now.

When it comes to a baby,
Whatever works - do it!
For a boom-a-lock-choo
May just get you right through it.