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Friday, March 29, 2013

7 New Lullabies for Thomas


I have always sung lullabies to my baby. And thankfully he usually doesn’t care how horrible I sound. I’m getting pretty tired of singing Hush Little Baby. I have just started singing bits and pieces of songs that I can remember. So I decided I needed to make a list of good songs to sing that are calming, because sometimes that seems to be the only thing that calms him down at night.

Brahms’s Lullaby (Lullaby and Goodnight)
Lullaby and goodnight, with roses bedight
With lilies o'er spread is baby's wee bed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed

Lullaby and goodnight, thy mother's delight
Bright angels beside my darling abide
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast

I have heard this song a lot, especially on children’s toys. I had no idea that it is originally a German song.

 

Rock-a-Bye-Baby
Rock-a-bye baby, in the treetop
When the
wind blows, the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all

 

Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby

Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why, can't I?

 

Toora, Loora, Loora
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don't you cry
Ah,
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
It's an Irish lullaby

Over in Killarney, many years ago
My mother sang this song to me in tones so sweet and low
Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don't you cry
Ah,
Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, li
Toora, loora, loora
It's an Irish lullaby

 

I have never heard this song, but it’s so pretty. I’m going to try singing it to Thomas and see what he thinks of it.

 

All the Pretty Little Horses

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleep my little baby.
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses.
Black and bays, dapples, grays,
All the pretty little horses.
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleep my little baby.
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleep my little baby.
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses.

 

Again I have never heard this one. Thomas loves horses, so we’ll see if it works as a lullaby or if it peps him up and he starts neighing at me.

 

Are you Sleeping (Frère Jacques)

Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines
Ding ding dong, ding ding dong.

Are you sleeping, are you sleeping?
Brother John, Brother John?
Morning bells are ringing, morning bells are ringing
Ding ding dong, ding ding dong

 

A Perfect Lullaby
by Matt Logan and Elisabeth Tinnes

How was I suppose to know
Just how perfect you would be
My love grew with your little heart
A miracle it seems to me

CHORUS

All the riches in the world
May not fall into your hands
Life won’t always treat you fair
But stand you will to its demands
I can’t promise you a diamond ring
Or a castle in the sky
But I will give you all my love
And a perfect lullaby

Keep on beating little heart
Sleeping safely in my arms
Rest your eyes my precious one
You are safe from all harm

CHORUS

So long as the winds blow and mountains rest sure
As true as the ocean is blue my love endures

CHORUS

A candle, A Candle

A candle, a candle
To light me to bed;
A pillow, a pillow
To tuck up my head.
The moon is as sleepy as sleepy can be,
The stars are all pointing their fingers at me,
And Missus Hop-Robin, way up in her nest,
Is rocking her tired little babies to rest.
So give me a blanket
To tuck up my toes,
And a little soft pillow
To snuggle my nose.

All the world loves to hear mothers sing

See the mother bird tenderly singing,
Away in the treetop high,
Where her cozy nest is gently swinging,
In time to her lullaby.
Hush-a-bye, rock-a-bye,
In their cradles the babies swing,
Hush-a-bye, lullaby,
All the world loves to hear mothers sing.

Hear the good night song tenderly falling,
O'er cradles where babies sleep,
Where, in love, a prayer softly is calling,
That angels, their watch will keep.
Hush-a-bye, rock-a-bye,
In their cradles the babies swing,
Hush-a-bye, lullaby,
All the world loves to hear mothers sing.

See the stars, their watch steadily keeping,
O'er birdies and babies fair;
All night long, while dear babies are sleeping,
They're safe in the Father's care.
Hush-a-bye, rock-a-bye,
In their cradles the babies swing,
Hush-a-bye, lullaby,
All the world loves to hear mothers sing.

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