PRETTY ONE, SLEEP.
Copyright, 1888, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words by Edwin Bethel. Music by Victor Hawley.
Of all the songs I love to hear,
Is one my mother sang to me
When I was but a little child,
As she rocked me on her knee;
Its music was so sweet and low,
It soothed me into kindly sleep;
Its melody is dear to me,
In my heart these loving words I'll keep:
Hush-o-bye baby, no longer cry,
Nought shall e'er harm thee, mother is nigh;
Soft be thy slumber, vigils I'll keep,
Go to sleep, darling, pretty one, sleep.
A lio e ho, a lio e ho, a lio e ho, a lio e ho,
A lio e ho, a lio e ho, a lio e ho, e lio.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
No kindly hand now smoothes my brow,
Her loving voice no more I hear;
Her smiles no longer on me beam,
Alone I shed my bitter tears.
Tho' she has gone so far from me,
Her spirit ever hovers near;
But when I, too, shall pass away,
Be this the last song I shall hear:-Cho., Cho. & Ref.