Whipp’will ’s singin’ to de moon,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. He sing a pow’ful mo’nful tune, Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. De day bird ’s sleepin’ on his nes’, He know it time to take a res’, An’ he gwine ter do his lebel bes’,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. Old banjo ’s laid away,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. Its pickin ’s froo for to-day,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. De night time surely come to pass, De cricket ’s chirpin’ in de grass, An’ de ole mule ’s gone to sleep at las’,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. I hear de night win’ in de corn,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. Dey ’s a ghos’ out dah, sure ’s yo born,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. But he dassent come where we keep a light, An’ de candle ’s burnin’ all de night, So sink to res’, des be all right,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m.
Go Sleep, ma Honey
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Poems of Home: II. For Children
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Whipp’will ’s singin’ to de moon,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. He sing a pow’ful mo’nful tune, Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. De day bird ’s sleepin’ on his nes’, He know it time to take a res’, An’ he gwine ter do his lebel bes’,— Go sleep, ma honey, m—m. Old banjo ’s laid away...