Rockingham Port Lullaby
Baby, Sweet Baby....
Don't Wiggle Your Toes.
It's Time for Sleeping, Your Parents Both Know.
To Fields Sweet of Slumber, Where Dreams
Can appear.
Up Go Our Prayers for You,
Treasured so Dear.
Copyright © Mike Reed | Year Posted 2016
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