I used to cry at Rock A Bye Baby. I had a baby doll that had a music box in her stomach and the winding key was on her back. She played Rock A Bye Baby. My parents had to remove the key so no visitors could accidentally wind the doll and make me cry.

these are BRILLIANT! I just watched Cats in the Cradle, and yes, I got teary-eyed. That song always kicks my ass.

I had the same experience (sans laughing siblings) one time when I was (very) little listening to what was then my favorite album (by default- it was the only album on the turntable, and I didn't know how to change albums)-- Sgt. Pepper's. And I listened to it all the time, until one day my dad said "what a sad song" when "She's Leaving Home" came on. So I listened to the lyrics and bawled my eyes out everytime the album played from then on. the worst line was definitely: "...she breaks down and cries to her husband 'Daddy our baby's gone'..." Oh, the humanity.

Even "When I'm Sixty-Four" took on new, painful meaning.

But Cats in the Cradle was always a tear-jerker. That and Shel Silverstein's book "The Giving Tree" are pure artistic sadism.