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Baby is sleeping so cozy and fair,
While mother sits near in her old oaken chair,
Her foot on the rocker the cradle she swings,
And though baby slumbers,
He {she} hears what she sings:
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"Rock-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
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Oh rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, mother is near,
Then rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, nothing to fear!
For angels of slumber are hovering near,
So rock-a-bye, baby, mother is here."
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Grandma sits knitting
Close by the fireplace,
With snowy white hair
And a smile on her face.
The years have passed by,
Yet it does not seem long,
Since she rocked baby's papa
To sleep with that song.
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"Rock-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
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Oh rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, mother is near,
Then rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, nothing to fear!
For angels of slumber are hovering near,
So rock-a-bye, baby, mother is here."
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Dear little baby, their joy and their pride,
Long may he {she} be with them, whatever betide!
The kitchen, the cradle, that tender refrain,
In mem'ry will linger that lullaby strain:
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"Rock-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
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Oh rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, mother is near,
Then rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, nothing to fear!
For angels of slumber are hovering near,
So rock-a-bye, baby, mother is here."
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Based On The Original Sheet Music Words and Music By: Effie I. Canning 1886
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