Sing Me to Sleep, Mother
Sing me to sleep, mother,
Sing me to sleep,
While shadows are falling
Silent and deep
O'er the dark palms that weep
With dews of night.
Whippoorwills are calling
To you and me
In their awkward flight
From tree to tree.
O mother, the owl is crying
Through the black night,
And fireflies are flying
With golden light.
Sing me to sleep, mother,
Sing me to sleep,