The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon,
Looked out of the moon and said,
"'Tis time that, now I'm getting up,
All children are in bed."

Dream Fairy

A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
And from the moon she flutters down.

She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed,
She waves her hand from right to left,
And makes a circle round its head.

And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish.

A Basque Lullaby

Lullaby, twilight is spreading
Silver wings over the sky;
Fairy elves are softly treading,
Folding buds as they pass by.
Lullaby, whisper and sigh,
Lullaby, lullaby.

Lullaby, deep in the clover
Drone the bees softly to rest;
Close white lids your dear eyes over,
Mother's arms shall be your rest.
Lullaby, whisper and sigh,
Lullaby, lullaby.

Southern Lullaby

Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's going to buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird don't sing,
Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring.

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

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's going to buy you a billy goat.

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's going to buy you a cart and bull.

And if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's going to buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Mama's going to buy you a horse and cart.

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

I See the Moon

I see the moon, the moon sees me
The moon sees somebody I want to see
God bless the moon and God bless me
And God bless the somebody I want to see.

It seems to me that God above
Created you for me to love
He picked you out from all the rest
To be the one that I loved best.

I had a heart 'twas true and good
But now it's gone from me to you
Take care of it as I have done
Cause you have two and I have none.

Irish Lullaby

Over in Killarney,
Many years ago,
Me mither sang a song to me
In tones so sweet and low.

Just a simple little ditty,
In her good ould Irish way,
And I'd give the world if she could sing
That song to me this day.

Hush, now don't you cry!

That's an Irish lullaby.
J. R. Shannon

Lord, Blow the Moon Out Please

Bed is too small for my tiredness;
Give me a hillside with trees.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please!
Rock me to sleep in a cradle of dreams;
So that I may slumber in peace.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please!

Bed is too small for my tiredness;
Give me a hillside with trees.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please!

Moon, So Round and Yellow

Moon, so round and yellow,
Looking from on high,
How I love to see you
Shining in the sky.

Oft and oft I wonder,
When I see you there,
How they get to light you,
Hanging in the air;

Where you go at morning,
When the night is past,
And the sun comes peeping
O'er the hills at last.
Sometimes I will watch you
Slyly overhead,
When you think I'm sleeping
Snugly in my bed.
Matthias Barr


Rock-a-bye, baby,
The moon is your cradle,
A white, shiny cradle,
Swung up in the sky;
The clouds are your pillows,
So soft and so fluffy,
The bright stars are night lights;

Hush-a-bye, baby,
Oh, blue eyes so drowsy,
For playtime is over
And sleeptime is nigh;
The Sandman is coming
To lead you to Dreamland,
So hush now, my darling,
Wm. G. Dietrich

My Bed is a Boat

My bed is like a little boat;
Nurse helps me in when I embark;
She girds me in my sailor's coat
And starts me in the dark.

At night, I go on board and say
Good night to all my friends on shore;
I shut my eyes and sail away
And see and hear no more.

And sometimes things to bed I take,
As prudent sailors have to do;
Perhaps a slice of wedding cake,
Perhaps a toy or two.

All night across the dark we steer;
But when the day returns at last,
Safe in my room, beside the pier,
I find my vessel fast.
Robert Louis Stevenson

Fairies Wait

When the sun goes down,
And the moon comes up,
And the stars twinkle in the skies,
Then, my little one,
It's time for bed
And time to close your eyes;
For the fairies wait
Till you're fast asleep
To bring sweet dreams to you,
And the moon and stars
Through the windows peep
To see what the fairies will do.
Irmengarde C. Horn

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