Daddy's baby fussing and fretting
Keeping on getting it wrong
She can only last so long
So sing her a lullabye-bye
Baby don't like to cry
So sing her a lullabye-bye
Swaddle and swing her
Sing her a lullabye
She makes her feelings known
to me
Her every side is shown to
me
And in our time alone
Our love has surely grown
of its own
Silent as a stepping stone
Silently as the dawn was breaking
Soft and clear
And my tears were dry
And my tears had flown
So I called my love my home
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