I won't mind sitting by your cradle Singing to you softly far into the night I won't mind playing peekaboo for hours To see that look of wonder, wonder and delight Soon they'll be asking "Where is baby's nose? Where is baby's shoe? Where is baby's hat?" "Clever little boy," they'll say Lizzie taught him that I won't mind reading you a story Quacking like a duck, chirping like a bird I won't mind when you ask me to repeat it 'Til you can say it with me, knowing every word You needn't worry if there's chocolate on your hands Jelly on your face, porridge on my skirt Run to me, and I'll be there to hold you when you hurt They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't say no" They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's spoiling you" They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's wrapped around your finger" I'll say, "Yes, it's true" I won't mind knowing that your mother Showers you with kisses, bakes your favorite bread I won't mind when I see your father lift you And swing you to his shoulders high above my head They may be busy, I can take you skating I can take you sledding, flying down the hill If they won't build a snowman, Auntie Lizzie will They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie holds too tight" They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't let go" They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's really not your aunt, anyway" You'll say, "No, that isn't so" In my heart, I will keep a secret Foolish little secret, hidden from the rest In my dream, you're my own, my very own And I blanket you with love as I hold you to my breast Lizzie, he's not yours Lizzie, in his life, your part is very small But, if one day, a toy should break Or maybe playing patty-cake You call me Mama by mistake I won't mind at all
