Go to sleep, little one...
What can I say? I'm practically a young woman, but I'll never stop being a little girl. ^_^ I love lullabies. KaZaA is god. It's allowed me to have songs I never would have learned of. It's also allowed me to increase my lullaby collection (yes I collect lullabies). So here's some of my lullaby collection: I'm afraid I can't find the lyrics to some. If you know most of them, I'm proud. If you know all of them, I love you. ^_^ If you know none of them... Well, what are you waiting for? Get to it!
And if you have any to contribute... By all means, go right ahead! I won't mind, I don't bite! ^_~

*Summertime*
(this is from Gershwin's "Porgy and Bess," and is sung by Leotyne Price.)
Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh you're daddy's rich, and you're mama's good-lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornin's, you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take the sky
But 'till that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you
With Daddy and Mammy standin' by

*All the Pretty Horses*
(my version is sung by Judy Collins)
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep my little baby
When you wake, you shall have
All the pretty little horses

Blacks and bays, dapples and grays
All the pretty little horses
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep my little baby

*Sweet and Low*
(I've been in love with this ever since I read the poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. I even made up my own melody. Then I found this song, and it's sung by Harry Macdonough's Lyric Quartet. I really don't like this version, they sing the "i" in "wind" as if it were the "i" in "time." Grr, that ticks me off, but they're the only group I know of that sings the second verse as well. Great, now that I've bored you to death:)
Sweet and low, sweet and low
Wind of the western sea
Low, low, breathe and blow
Wind of the western sea
Over the rolling waters go
Come from the dying moon and blow
Blow him again to me
While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps.

Sleep and rest, sleep and rest
Father will come to thee, soon
Rest, rest on mother's breast
Father will come to thee, soon
Father will come to his babe in the nest
Silver sails all out of the west
Under the silver moon
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one...
Sleep.

*A Lullaby*
(My version is sung by Charlotte Church)
I'll set you a swing in a purple bell
of the Lady finger,
Where brown bees linger
And loiter long
I'll set you a swing in a fairy dell,
To the silv'ry ring
of a fairy song.

I'll put you afloat in a boat of pearl
On a moonlit sea,
Where your path shall be
Of silver and blue
To fairyland children, sweet girl,
To its rod-strewn strand bathed in glist'ning dew
Bathed in glist'ning dew.

I'll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest,
In my heart's core,
Alanniv ashore
When day is gone,
Where costly curled on mother's breast
My share o' the world
You'll rest till dawn.

*Irish Lullaby (Toora Loora Looral)*
(My version is sung the group The Irish Tenors. Note: Their harmony is amazing. I get chills!)
Over in Kilarney, many years ago
My mother sang a song to me, in tone so sweet and low
Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me, this day
Toora loora looral
Toora loora lie
Toora loora looral
Hush, now don't you cry...
Toora loora looral
Toora loora lie
Toora loora looral
That's an Irish lullaby
Oh, I can hear that music
I can hear that song
Filling me with memories of a mother's love, so strong
It's melody still haunts me,
These many years gone by
Oh I'll toora loora looral
Until the day I die....

*Sleep, Baby, Sleep*
Shining sun has gone to rest
So must you my baby
Little birds are in their nest
Come to yours my baby
Little lamb can, soft and white,
Snuggling, cuddle in the night
So must you my baby
Whistling winds go rushing by
All for you my baby
Round about the house they fly
Just to please my baby
Romping winds may play at night
Twinkling stars may sparkle bright
You must sleep my baby
You must sleep my baby

*Mozart's Lullaby*
(My version is sung by Sherri Huffman)
Sleep little one go to sleep
Mother is here by thy bed
Sleep little go to sleep
Rest on thy pillow thy head
The world is silent and still
The moon shines bright on the hill
And creeps past thy windowsill
Sleep little one go to sleep
Oh sleep, go to sleep

Sleep little one go to sleep
So peaceful the birds and the sheep
Quiet are meadow and trees
Even the buzz of the bees
The silvery moonbeams so bright
Down through the window give light
O'er you the moonbeams will creep
Sleep little one go to sleep
Goodnight, goodnight

Sleep little one go to sleep
Mother is here by thy bed
Sleep little go to sleep
Rest on thy pillow thy head
The world is silent and still
The moon shines bright on the hill
And creeps past thy windowsill
Sleep little one go to sleep
Oh sleep, go to sleep

*La La Lu*
(this is from Disney's "Lady and the Tramp" and is sung by... I'll get back to you on that, if I ever find out.)
La la lu
La la lu
Oh, my little star sweeper
I'll sweep the stardust for you

La la lu
La la lu
Little soft fluffy sleeper
Here comes a pink cloud for you

La la lu
La la lu
Little wandering angel
Fold up your wings, close your eyes

La la lu
La la lu
And may love be your keeper

La la lu
La la lu
La la lu


*You Are My Sunshine*
(Okay, my mother sang this to me and my sister when we were younger, so no laughing! And I know there are other verses, but my mother never sang them to me, so I'm not putting them up.)
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are gray
You'll never know dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine away


*River Lullaby*
(This is from the movie "The Prince of Egypt," and is sung by Amy Grant)

Hush now, my baby
Be still love, don't cry
Sleep like you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember
My lullaby
And I'll be with you when you dream

Drift on a river
That flows through my arms
Drift as I'm singing to you
I see you smiling
So peaceful and calm
And holding you, I'm smiling, too
Here in my arms
Safe from all harm
Holding you, I'm smiling, too

Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep like you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember this river lullaby
And I'll be with you when you dream
I'll be with you when you dream


*Lullabye*
(This is sung by Clair Marlo, on the cd Aria 2: New Horizon, and is inspired by a Croatian lullaby, Sviraj. Paul Schwartz is a genuis.)
Softness and light
Drawn from my sight
Sun growing colder every day
Soul with no rest
Torn from my breast
Cry for my baby as I pray

How does the dark
Live in my heart
How can the oceans hold my tears
What will I find
What's left behind
Call to me baby, I will hear

Sweetly, sweetly sing and I will follow you
Mother shelters child, it's all I live to do

Dream of the soul
That won't forget you
Hear as I sing my lullaby

Sweetly, sweetly sing and I will follow you
Mother shelters child, it's all I live to do

One day I know
These arms will hold you
Here as I sing my lullaby

(The following have been donated by my friend Jeanie.)

*Drivin' Into the Clouds*
(The origin of this one isn't known, but it's a cute song.)
We have been drivin' for many a-mile,
Watchin' the scenery and sharin' a smile
And we'll keep on goin' for a long while way on down the road...

So close your tired eyes my dear,
I see you yawn in the rear view mirror,
You'll find a place where dreamin's allowed
When you go drivin' right up into a cloud.

Listen, the motor's hummin' lullabies,
While the wheels so gently harmonize,
Our car is magic carpet that flies so high above the road...

So close your tired eyes my dear,
I see you yawn in the rear view mirror,
You'll find a place where dreamin's allowed
When you go drivin' right up into a cloud.

I think that children may know how to fly,
Let yourself go and you can give it a try,
You'll fly on a rainbow into the sky,
So high above the road...

So close your tired eyes my dear,
I see you yawn in the rear view mirror,
You'll find a place where dreamin's allowed
When you go drivin' right up into a cloud,
Drivin' right up into a cloud,
Drivin' right up into a cloud.

*Tender Shepherd*
(Lullaby sung by the Darling children in the stage version of Peter Pan. It is sung as a round by three people in the show, but is soothing without it as well.)
Tender shepherd, tender shepherd.
Let me help you count your sheep;
One in the meadow,
Two in the garden
Three in the nursery, fast asleep. (3x in round)-

Tender shepherd, tender shepherd.
Watching over all his sheep,
One, say your prayers, and
Two, close your eyes, and
Three, safe and happily, fall asleep. (3x in round)

*Favorite Things*
(An old fav. from The Sound of Music. Sung to lift the spirits of the frightend Van Trapp children.)
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages tied up with string,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver-white winters that melt into spring,
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad!

Cream colored ponies with crisp apple strudel,
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad!

*My Girl*
(A great song for a mom, or dad to sing to their daughter.)
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day,
And when it's cold outside, I got the month of may.
Well, I guess you'll say,
"What can make me feel this way?"
My girl, talkin' 'bout my girl.

I got so much honey the bees envy me,
I got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
Well, I guess you'll say,
"What can make me feel this way?"
My girl, talkin' 'bout my girl.

I don't need no money, fortune or fame,
I got all the riches baby one man can claim.
Well, I guess you'll say,
"What can make me feel this way?"
My girl, talkin' 'bout my girl.

*Sixteen Tons*
(Old miner's folk song, not necessarily a lullaby but can be at any time. The perfect thing about this song as a parent is that your child can participate.)
ADULT- Well, I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine.
I picked up a shovel and I walked to the mine,
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal.
And the strong boss said...

CHILD- Well, bless my soul.
You loaded sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Nine days older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter don't ya call me cause I can't go.
I owe my soul to the company store.

ADULT- Well, some people say a man is made out of mud.
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood.
Muscle and blood, and skin and bones.
A mind that's weak...

CHILD- And a back that's strong.
You loaded sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Nine days older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter don't ya call me cause I can't go.
I owe my soul to the company store.

ADULT- Well, if ya see me comin' better step aside,
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died.
One fist of iron, the other of steel,
If the right don't getcha...

CHILD- Then the left one will.
You loaded sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Nine days older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter don't ya call me cause I can't go.
I owe my soul to the company store.

ADULT- Well, I was born one mornin' in the drizzlin' rain.
Fightin' and trouble is my middle name,
Raised in a cane break by an old mother lion.
A high strung woman...

CHILD- Made me walk the line.
You loaded sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Nine days older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter don't ya call me cause I can't go.
I owe, I owe my soul...

ADULT: ...To the company store.

CHILD- Dee da dee da do do do dee.

*Mariah*
A classic, sweet love song from the musical Paint Your Wagon. Perfect lullaby song.)
A way out west they had a name for rain and wind and fire.
The rain is Tess, the fire Joe, but they call the wind Mariah.
Now Mariah blows the stars around and sets the clouds a flyin',
Mariah makes the mountain sounds like folks were up there dyin'.

Mariah, Mariah. They call the wind Mariah.

Now before I knew Mariah's name and heard her wail and cryin',
I loved a girl and she loved me and the sun was always shinin'.
But then one day I left my girl, I left her far behind me,
And now I'm lost so dog-gone lost not even God can find me.

Now a way out west they had a name for rain and fire only,
But when you're lost and all alone there is no word but lonely.
Now I'm a lost and lonely boy without a star to guide me,
Mariah blow my love to me, I need my girl beside me.

Mariah, Mariah. Send my love to me. Mariah, Mariah. They call the wind...

Mariah.

*Stay Awake*
(From the movie Mary Poppins. Lullaby sung by Mary Poppins to Michael and Jane. Is in a lovely
minor key.)
Stay awake
Don't rest your head.
Don't lie down upon your bed.
While the moon drifts in the skies,
Stay awake
Don't close your eyes.

Though the world is fast asleep,
Though your pillow's soft and deep,
Your not sleepy as you seem.
Stay awake,
Don't nod and dream.

Stay awake,
Don't nod and dream...

*Feed the Birds*
(Another Mary Poppins lullaby, sung to Michael and Jane.)
Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's
The little old bird woman comes.
In her own special way to the people she calls,
"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs.

Come feed the little birds, show them you care
And you'll be glad if you do.
Their young ones are hungry,
Their nests are so bare;
All it takes is tuppence from you."

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.
"Feed the birds," that's what she cries,
While overhead, her birds fill the skies.

All around the cathedral the saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares.
Although you can't see it, you know they are smiling
Each time someone shows that he cares.

Though her words are simple and few,
Listen, listen, she's calling to you:
"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag."