Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Sean Paul
Ведущий вокал
Anne-Marie
Ведущий вокал
Jack Patterson
Фортепиано
Hal Ritson
Программирование
Kelly Barnes
Бэк-вокал
Grace Chatto
Виолончель
Luke Patterson
Барабаны
Beatrice Philips
Скрипка
Braimah Kanneh-Mason
Скрипка
Caroline Ailin
Бэк-вокал
James Boyd
Альт
Steve Mac
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ina Wroldsen
Автор песен
Ammar Malik
Автор песен
Jack Patterson
Автор песен
Sean Paul Henriques
Автор песен
Steve Mac
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jack Patterson
Продюсер
Hal Ritson
Инженер записи вокала
Tom A.D. Fuller
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Anthony Leung
Инженер струнных инструментов
Chris Laws
Инженер записи вокала
Stuart Hawkes
Мастеринг-инженер
Mark Ralph
Миксинг-инженер
Daniel Pursey
Инженер записи вокала
Drew Smith
Инженер звукозаписи
Steve Mac
Продюсер
Слова
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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