Lul-la-by, Lul-la-by, Lul-la-by, Mother sings, Cradle swings, While the moon hangeth low Baby sleep, angels keep Watch o'er all things below, While the lone whip-poor-will on his rock by the sea Lul-la-by, Lul-la-by, Lul-la-by, Shadows creep, O'er the deep, From their home by the sea, Whip-poor-will keeps his watch, With my baby and me, Looking out for a sail, coming over the sea.
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