LULLABY LYRICS

Keith Green

Oh Lord, you're beautiful.
Your face is all I seek.
For when your eyes are on this child,
your grace abounds to me.

Jimmie Davis

You are my sunshine,
my only sunshine.
You make me happy
when skies are grey.

You'll never know dear
how much I love you.
Please don't take
my sunshine away.

Le petit monde étoilé de Flonflon

Rose, rose, belle rose,
Violette, la coquette,
Sympathique (si petite) marguerite,
Jolie, jolie dahlia.

Jay Livingston (sung by Doris Day)

When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother,
what would I be.
Will I be pretty,
will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me,

Que sera, sera.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera.

When I grew up,
and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart,
what lies ahead.
Will we have rainbows,
day after day,
here's what he said to me,

Que sera, sera.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera.

Now I have children of mine own
they ask their mother,
what will they be.
Will I be handsome,
will I be rich,
I tell them tenderly,

Que sera, sera.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera.

The Overtones

Good-night sweetheart, well it's time to go.
Good-night sweetheart, well it's time to go.
I'd hate to leave you but I really must say,
Good-night sweetheart, good-night sweetheart.
Good-night.

(To the tune of For She's a Jolly Good Fellow!)

Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca.
Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca.
Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca!
Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca.

(Not sure where the tune is from) Play here:
I love you, I love you, C- F- F- A- F- F
I love you my dear.  A- (high) C-  (high) C- Bflat- G
I love you, I love you, B flat- A- A- F- (high) C- (high) C
I love you my dear. A- F- F- A- G-

Fais Dodo (Colas) Rebecca

Fais dodo, Rebecca (Colas), ma petite fille (mon petit frère).
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo.
Maman est en haut
Qui fait des gâteaux
Papa est en bas
Qui fait du chocolat
Fais dodo Rebecca, ma petite fille
Fais dodo t'auras du lolo

Gene Autry (poem original Dr. Brewster Higley)

Oh give me a home, where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Home, home on the Range;
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Where the air is so pure and the zephyrs so free
And the breezes so balmy and light
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all of the cities so bright

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars
I stand there amazed and I ask as I gaze
Does their glory exceed that of ours?

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day...

The Riddle Song

I gave my love a cherry
That had no stone
I gave my love a chicken
That had no bone
I gave my love a story
That had no end
I gave my love a baby
Got no cryin'

How can there be a cherry
That has no stone
How can there be a chicken
That has no bone
How can there be a story
That has no end
How can there be a baby
With no cryin'

Well, a cherry when it's blooming
It has no stone
A chicken when it's pippin'
It has no bone
The story of I love you
It has no end
A baby when it's sleeping
Has no crying

Hush Little Baby

Hush little baby, don't say a word,
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring turns to brass,
Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass.

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat.

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull.

And if that cart and bull turn over,
Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart.

And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town!

Baa, Baa, Black Sheep

Baa, baa, black sheep

Have you any wool?

Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.

One for the master,

And one for the dame,

And one for the little boy

Who lives down the lane.