THE SONG I'LL NE'ER FORGET.
Copyright, 1889. by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words and Music by Julian Jordan.
I've listened to sweet music voluptuous and grand,
I've listened to the melodies of every foreign land;
And many, many songs I've sung of praise, of chivalry,
And song of love, and songs of war, but never can it be.
That I'll forget one old, old strain, within my heart so deep.
The song my mother used to sing to rock her babe to sleep;
Hush, my dear, be still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed:
Its echo lingers yet,
The song I'll ne er forget;
The song my mother used to sing,
The song I'll ne'er forget.
Twos not so much the music as 'twas the tender tone.
That made me pause and listen when often all alone;
With mother dear, and baby, so quiet would I keep
While list'ning to that mother's voice singing her child to sleep.
And now. though years have passed since then, its echo lingers yet,
The song my mother used to sing I never can forget;
flush, my dear, be still And slumber.
Holy angels guard thy bed. -Chorus.