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Last Roundup
- wykonawca: George Olsen
LULLABY OF THE LEAVES
Connee Boswell
Words by Joe Young
Music by Bernice Petkere
Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby,
In the sunny south when I was a tot so high,
And now that I have grown
And myself alone.
Cradle me where southern skies can watch me with a million eyes,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heaven?s blue and let me dream a dream or two,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves.
I?m breezing along, along with the breeze,
I?m hearing a song, a song thru the trees,
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.
That pine melody caressing the shore familiar to me, I?ve heard it
before ooh ooh ooh ooh.
That?s southland, don?t I feel it in my soul,
And don?t I know I?ve reached my goal,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the Leaves.
submitted by francine douwes
douwes@criterionco.com
LULLABY OF THE LEAVES
Connee Boswell
Words by Joe Young
Music by Bernice Petkere
Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby,
In the sunny south when I was a tot so high,
And now that I have grown
And myself alone.
Cradle me where southern skies can watch me with a million eyes,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heaven?s blue and let me dream a dream or two,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves.
I?m breezing along, along with the breeze,
I?m hearing a song, a song thru the trees,
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.
That pine melody caressing the shore familiar to me, I?ve heard it
before ooh ooh ooh ooh.
That?s southland, don?t I feel it in my soul,
And don?t I know I?ve reached my goal,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the Leaves.
submitted by francine douwes
douwes@criterionco.com