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Lullaby Lyrics

Golden Slumbers Lyrics Golden slumber kiss your eyes, Smiles await you when you rise. Sleep, pretty baby, Do not cry, And I'll sing you a lullaby. Care you know not, There ore sleep, !hile I o'er you watch do keep. Sleep, pretty darling, Do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby. Brahms Lullaby (Lullaby and Good Night) "ullaby and good night, with roses bedight !ith lilies o'er spread is baby's wee bed "ay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed "ay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed "ullaby and good night, thy mother's delight #right angels beside my darling abide They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast

Hush, Little Baby Lyrics $ush, little baby, don't say a word. %apa's gonna buy you a mockingbird And i that mockingbird won't sing, %apa's gonna buy you a diamond ring And i that diamond ring turns brass, %apa's gonna buy you a looking glass And i that looking glass gets broke, %apa's gonna buy you a billy goat And i that billy goat won't pull, %apa's gonna buy you a cart and bull And i that cart and bull all down, &ou'll still be the sweetest little baby in town

Lavender's blue lyrics "a'ender's blue, dilly dilly, "a'ender's green !hen you are (ing, dilly dilly, I shall be )ueen !ho told you so, dilly dilly, !ho told you so* 'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so Call up your riends, dilly, dilly Set them to work Some to the plough, dilly dilly, Some to the ork Some to the hay, dilly dilly, Some to thresh corn !hilst you and I, dilly dilly, (eep oursel'es warm "a'ender's blue, dilly dilly, "a'ender's green !hen you are (ing, dilly dilly, I shall be )ueen !ho told you so, dilly dilly, !ho told you so* 'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so. All through the night lyrics Toora, loora, loora Toora, loora, li Toora, loora, loora $ush, now, don't you cry Ah, Toora, loora, loora Toora, loora, li Toora, loora, loora It's an Irish lullaby +'er in (illarney, many years ago ,y mother sang this song to me in tones so sweet and low -ust a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way And I'd gi'e the world i she could sing that song to me this day

Toora, loora, loora Toora, loora, li Toora, loora, loora $ush, now, don't you cry Ah, Toora, loora, loora Toora, loora, li Toora, loora, loora It's an Irish lullaby Swing low, sweet chariot lyrics Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home I looked o'er -ordan and what did I see Comin' or to carry me home A band o angels comin' a ter me Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home I you get to hea'en be ore I do Comin' or to carry me home Tell all my riends I'm comin' there too Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home I'm sometimes up and sometimes down Comin' or to carry me home #ut still I know I'm hea'enly . reedom/ bound Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home I I get there be ore you do Comin' or to carry me home I'll cut a hole and pull you through

Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' or to carry me home

!"L# L$ %S C01"& "ocks2 Curly "ocks2 wilt thou be mine* Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet eed the swine, #ut sit on a cushion and sew a ine seam, And east upon strawberries, sugar and cream. Curly "ocks2 Curly "ocks2 wilt thou be mine* The throb o my heart is in e'ery line, And the pulse o a passion as airy and glad In its musical beat as the little %rince had2 + I'll dapple thy hands with these kisses o mine As a little pet blush in ull blossom or me. Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet eed the swine2 #ut sit on a cushion and sew a ine seam, And thou shalt ha'e abric as air as a dream, The red o my 'eins, and the white o my lo'e, And east upon strawberries, sugar and cream 3rom a ser'ice o sil'er, with 4ewels agleam, At thy eet will I bide, at thy beck will I rise, And twinkle my soul in the night o thy eyes2 Curly "ocks2 Curly "ocks2 wilt thou be mine* Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet eed the swine, #ut sit on a cushion and sew a ine seam, And east upon strawberries, sugar and cream.