Cradle Song

A. Cellier

Sleep, child, and may thy cradle be

A ship upon a halcyon sea,

Gliding with silver sail unfurled

Beyond the turmoil of the world.

Sing tenderly, tenderly,

Lullaby, lullaby.

Oh! drift into ssome drowsy bay,

Where only quiet dreams hold sway,

Where healing herbs no pain allow,

Where golden birds on bended bough

Sing soothingly, soothingly,

Lullaby, lullaby.

Then wake, my babe, and step ashore

Into thy mother's arms once morel

And my life's journeys ever end

Upon the bosom of a friend.

Sing tenderly, tenderly,

Lullaby, lullaby.