SLEEP, BABY, SLEEP
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Sleep, baby, sleep,
Our cottage vale is deep:
The little lamb is on the green,
With woolly fleece so soft and clean--
Sleep, baby, sleep.
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Down where the woodbines creep;
Be always like the lamb so mild,
A kind, and sweet, and gentle child.
Sleep, baby, sleep.
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I’LL TELL YOU A STORY
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I’ll tell you a story
About Jack-a-Nory:
And now my story’s begun.
I’ll tell you another
About his brother:
And now my story is done.
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CRY, BABY
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Cry, baby, cry,
Put your finger in your eye,
And tell your mother it wasn’t I.
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