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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.

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