cradle song

What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
Let me fly, says little birdie,
Mother, let me fly away.
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till thy little wings are stronger.
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.

What does little baby say,
In her bed at peep of day?
Baby says, like little birdie,
Let me rise and fly away.
Baby, sleep a little longer,
Till thy little limbs are stronger.
If she sleeps a little longer,
Baby too shall fly away.
 

song from maud

She is coming, my own, my sweet;
...Were it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat,
...Were it earth in an earthy bed;
My dust would hear her and beat,
...Had I lain for a century dead,
Would start and tremble under her feet,
...And blossom in purple and red.

 

moonlight river

moonlight river the eyes are shineing bright.
moonlight river love her with all you might.
moonlight river the darkness is falling.
moonligh river is there such thing off morning.
moonlight river makes my head sway.
moonlight river voice off the ocean on a sand beach bay.
moonlight river i think off her night and day.
moonlight river bring her back to me today.
moonlight river the star's are shineing bright.
moonlight river she is back with such delight.
moonlight river never let her go.
moonlight river tell her i love her so.
moolight river tear's in her eye.
moonlight river why did i have to die.
 

the river if blood

It’s the river of blood  Initiated by the enemies of God  And when advised too or told to stop  They just give you the nod  The nod of ignorance and cruelty  The nod of no life and no feel  As they are told about they’re evilness  They believe that none of it is real  It’s the river of blood  That flows down a dark and red stream  And as I dip my hand in, it feels like sour, bitter cream  It’s the river of blood  The river of cruelty and pain  The river of blood  The river that flows in vain  The river that will never end  The river full of the dead  The river where they remain silently hopeless  The river where the majority of them bled  It’s this river of blood where I inject my power and strength from  It’s this river full of blood where my victory will soon come  The river of blood, the river that will soon contain me  It’s this river where my blood has long sought to be  The river of blood that shall soon end with an atrocious fight  The river of blood, the river that will no longer stay at sight.

i keep six honest...........

I keep six honest serving-men
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
I send them over land and sea,
I send them east and west;
But after they have worked for me,
I give them all a rest.


I let them rest from nine till five,
For I am busy then,
As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,
For they are hungry men.
But different folk have different views;
I know a person small-
She keeps ten million serving-men,
Who get no rest at all!


She sends'em abroad on her own affairs,
From the second she opens her eyes-
One million Hows, two million Wheres,
And seven million Whys!