SLUMBER SONG

Gently fall the shadows gray,

Daylight softly veiling;

Now to Dreamland we'll away,

Sailing, sailing, sailing.

Little eyes were made for sleeping,

Little heads were made for rest,

Golden locks were made for keeping

Close to mother's breast;

Little hands were made for folding,

Little lips should never sigh;

What dear mother's arms are holding,

Love alone can buy.

Gently fall the shadows gray,

Daylight softly veiling;

Now to Dreamland we'll away,

Sailing, sailing, sailing.