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Our Favorite Lullabies

Well, maybe they aren't all technically lullabies—but they're all songs Katie likes to hear as she falls asleep. Friends have asked me to give them the words, so here they are. I've given credit to the authors (where known). They aren't in any particular order, except the order in which I usually sing them to her--I seldom get all the way to the end on any one night.

Everything Possible

Fred Small

We have cleared off the table, the leftovers saved,
Washed the dishes and put them away
I have told you a story and tucked you in tight
At the end of your knockabout day
As the moon sets its sails to carry you to sleep
Over the midnight sea
I will sing you a song no one sang to me
May it keep you good company.

CHORUS:
You can be anybody that you want to be,
You can love whomever you will
You can travel any country where your heart leads
And know I will love you still
You can live by yourself, you can gather friends around,
You can choose one special one
And the only measure of your words and your deeds
Will be the love you leave behind when you're gone.

Some girls who grow up strong and bold
Some boys quiet and kind
Some race on ahead, some follow behind
Some go in their own way and time
Some women love women, and some men love men
Some raise children, some never do
You can dream all the day never reaching the end
Of everything possible for you.

Don't be rattled by names, by taunts or games
But seek out spirits true
If you give your friends the best part of yourself
They will give the same back to you.

CHORUS

All Through the Night

Traditional

Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee,
All through the night;
Guardian angels God will send thee,
All through the night;
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
I my loving vigil keeping,
All through the night.

While the moon her watch is keeping,
All through the night;
While the weary world is sleeping,
All through the night;
O'er thy spirit gently stealing,
Visions of delight revealing,
Breathes a pure and holy feeling,
All through the night.

Though I roam a minstrel lonely
All through the night
My true harp shall praise sing only
All through the night
Love's young dream, alas, is over
Yet my strains of love shall hover
Near the presence of my lover
All through the night

Hark, a solemn bell is ringing
Clear through the night
Thou, my love, art heavenward winging
Home through the night
Earthly dust from off thee shaken
Soul immortal shalt thou awaken
With thy last dim journey taken
Home through the night

The Riddle Song

Traditional folk song, circa 15th century

I gave my love a cherry that had no stone
I gave my love a chicken that had no bone
I told my love a story that had no end
I gave my love a baby with no crying

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 crying?

A cherry when it's blooming, it has no stone
A chicken when it's piping, it has no bone
The story that I love you, it has no end
A baby when it's sleeping, it's no crying

Life is Eternal

Carly Simon

I've been doing a lot of thinking
About growing older and moving on
No one wants to be told that they're getting on
And maybe going away
For a long, long time
But just how long and who knows
And how and where will my spirit go
Will it soar like jazz on a saxophone
Or evaporate in a breeze
Won't you tell me please
That life is eternal
And love is immortal
And death is only a horizon
Life is eternal
As we move into the light
And a horizon is nothing
Save the limit of our sight
Save the limit of our sight

Here on earth I'm a lost soul
Ever trying to find my way back home
Maybe that's why each new star is born
Expanding heaven's room
Eternity in bloom
And will I see you up in that heaven
In all it's light will I know you there
Will we say the things that we never dared
If wishing makes it so
Won't you let me know
That life is eternal
And love is immortal
And death is only a horizon
Life is eternal
As we move into the light
And a horizon is nothing
Save the limits of our sight
Save the limit..of...our...sight.

Morning has Broken

Cat Stevens

Morning has broken like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the world.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven,
Like the first dewfall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning,
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning,
God's recreation of the new day.

Shenandoah

Traditional

Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rolling river,
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri.

Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, you rolling river,
I'll take her 'cross the rolling water,
Away, I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri.

Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rolling river,
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri.

Puff, the Magic Dragon

Peter Yarrow and Leonard Lipton

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

Little Jackie Paper
Loved that rascal Puff,
And brought him strings and sealing wax
And other fancy stuff. Oh!

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

Together they would travel
On a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched
On Puff's gigantic tail

Noble kings and princes
Would bow whene'er they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flag
When Puff roared out his name. Oh!

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

A dragon lives forever
But not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings
Make way for other toys.

One grey night it happened,
Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon,
He ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow,
Green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play
Along the cherry lane.

Without his life-long friend,
Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon
Sadly slipped into his cave. Oh!

(Sing Chorus Softly)

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

(Sing Chorus Loudly)

Puff, the magic dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee

Candle on the Water

Al Kasha and Joel Hirschhorn

I'll be your candle on the water,
My love for you will always burn.
I know your lost and drifting.
But the clouds are lifting,
Don't give up you have somewhere to turn.

I'll be your candle on the water,
Till every wave is warm and bright.
My soul is there beside you.
Let this candle guide you,
soon you'll see a golden stream of light.

A cold and friendless tide has found you,
don't let the stormy darkness pull you down.
I'll paint a ray of hope around you,
circling the air lighted by a prayer.

I'll be your candle on the water,
this flame inside of me will grow.
Keep holding on, you'll make it,
Here's my hand so take it,
look for me reaching out to show
as sure as rivers flow,
I'll never let you go,
I'll never let you go,
I'll never let you go.

Hush, Little Baby

Traditional

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.

Wildwood Flower

Traditional

I will twine and will mingle my waving black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
The myrtle so green of an emerald hue
The pale emanita and violets of blue

Oh he promised to love me, he promised to love
To cherish me always all others above
I woke from my dream and my idol was clay
My passion for loving had vanished away

Oh he taught me to love him, he called me his flower
A blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour
But now he has gone and left him alone
The wild flowers to weep and the wild birds to moan

I'll dance and I'll sing and my life shall be gay
I'll charm every heart in the crowd I survey
Though my heart now is breaking, he shall never know
How his name makes me tremble, my pale cheeks to glow

I'll dance and I'll sing and my life shall be gay
I'll banish this weeping, drive troubles away
I'll live yet to see him, regret this dark hour
When he won and neglected his frail wildwood flower

Last updated December 19, 2000