Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Sean Paul
Voix principales
Anne-Marie
Voix principales
Jack Patterson
Piano
Hal Ritson
Programmation
Kelly Barnes
Chœurs
Grace Chatto
Violoncelle
Luke Patterson
Batterie
Beatrice Philips
Violon
Braimah Kanneh-Mason
Violon
Caroline Ailin
Chœurs
James Boyd
Alto
Steve Mac
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ina Wroldsen
Paroles/Composition
Ammar Malik
Paroles/Composition
Jack Patterson
Paroles/Composition
Sean Paul Henriques
Paroles/Composition
Steve Mac
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jack Patterson
Production
Hal Ritson
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Tom A.D. Fuller
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Anthony Leung
Ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Chris Laws
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Stuart Hawkes
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Mark Ralph
Ingénierie de mixage
Daniel Pursey
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Drew Smith
Ingénierie de prise de son
Steve Mac
Production
Paroles
Call it love and devotion
Call it a mom's adoration (foundation)
A special bond of creation, hah
For all the single moms out there, going through frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean-da-Paul, Anne-Marie
Sing, make them hear
She works at nights, by the water
She's gone astray, so far away
From her father's daughter
She just wants a life for her baby
All on her own, no one will come
She's got to save him (daily struggle)
She tells him, "Ooh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love"
"I'm gonna give you all of my love"
"Nobody matters like you" (stay up there, stay up there)
She tells him, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life" (straight!)
"You're gonna grow and have a good life"
"I'm gonna do what I've got to do" (stay up there, stay up there)
So, rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, rockabye, no
Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye (oh)
Rockabye (yeah, yeah)
Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye
Single mum, how're you doing out there?
Facing the hard life, without no fear (yeah)
Just so you know that you really care
'Cause any obstacle come, you're well-prepared (oh, no)
And no, mama, you never shed tear
'Cause you have to shed things year after year (na, na, na, na)
And you give the yout love beyond compare (yeah)
You find his school fee and the bus fare (yeah)
Mmh, all when di pops disappear
Inna rum bar, can't find him nowhere
Steadily your workflow, heavily you know
So your non-stop, no time, no time for ya dear
Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep him warm
Trying to keep out the cold
When he looks in her eyes
He don't know he is safe
When she says, "Ooh, love no one's ever gonna hurt you, love"
"I'm gonna give you all of my love"
"Nobody matters like you"
So, rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (badda-bang-bang-bang, alright then)
Ah, rockabye, no
Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye (oh-oh)
Rockabye (yeah, yeah)
Rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye
Rockabye, don't bother cry
Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky, yo
Rockabye, don't bother cry
Angels surround you, just dry your eye
Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep him warm
Trying to keep out the cold
When he looks in her eyes
He don't know he is safe when she says
She tells him, "Ooh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love"
"I'm gonna give you all of my love"
"Nobody matters like you" (stay up there, stay up there)
She tells him, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life" (straight!)
"You're gonna grow and have a good"
"I'm gonna do what I got to do" (yeah)
So, rockabye, baby, rockabye (rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye)
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (rockabye, rocka-rocka-rocka-bye)
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye (rockabye-rocka-rocka-rocka-bye)
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry (badda-bang-bang-bang, alright then)
Ah, rockabye
Rockabye, don't bother cry
Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky (ah, rockabye)
Rockabye, don't bother cry (yeah)
Angels surround you, just dry your eye (yeah, ah, rockabye)
Rockabye, don't bother cry (no)
Lift up your head, lift it up to the sky (oh, rockabye)
Rockabye, don't bother cry
Angels surround you, just dry your eye
Writer(s): Ina Christine Wroldsen, Steve Mac, Sean Paul Henriques, Ammar Malik, Jack Robert Patterson
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