Category Archives: Alan Lomax Collection

Daddy Wants To Hug On His Baby Girl

First thing every morning, Z and I go sit on the couch while she eats some milk. When she gets done, sometimes there’s a brief 5-10 seconds where she sits contentedly in my lap. I love it.

Every now and then I’ll make the mistake of giving her a hug in that moment.

Apparently, that signifies to a baby girl “hey, this dude is coming on way too strong. I need to get down and play with some toys, quick.”

Alas, nothing lasts forever…

Daddy Wants To Hug On His Baby Girl
Daddy wants to hug on his baby girl
Daddy wants to hug on his daughter
Daddy wants to hug on his baby girl
Daddy wants to hug on his daughter

Oh me, can’t Daddy hug, can’t Daddy hug on his baby girl
Oh me, can’t Daddy hug, can’t Daddy hug on his baby girl

Ain’t Gonna Have No Cryin’

Many of the baby dittys are not so much composed to soothe the baby’s nerves as to soothe my own.

This one came about after a particularly fussy morning. I had a million things I was trying to do. It was one of those days where everything is simply NOT jiving the way that it needs to. So I whisked her up and put on my wife’s wrap thingy (which makes me look like a gay samurai**) and this song just came pouring out while we did the things I had to get done.

**I mean no offense to anyone who is or who knows a gay samurai. I feel like the term is appropriately descriptive and, I believe, honoring to the entire professional demographic.

Ain’t Gonna Have No Cryin’
We ain’t gonna have no cryin’
Ain’t gonna have no cryin’
Ain’t gonna have no cry-y-yin’

All we gonna have is a good time
All we gonna have is a good time
All we gonna have is a go-o-od time