Rockabye Baby
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Grace Moore



Little baby
Can’t you hear the call
Of the sandman
While the shadows fall?
Let him lead you by the hand
Into drowsy slumberland
Soon the morning
Will be on its way
To my baby
With a brand-new day
Go to sleep, my dear, while I
Sing a tender lullaby

Chorus

Rockabye, baby
Hushabye, dear
Slumber, my sweetheart
Mother is near
Dreaming of baby
All of the night
Planning a future
Rosy and bright
Dollies and schoolbooks
Waiting for you
Beautiful dresses
Wedding bells too
Plenty of sunshine
Crowning each year
Rockabye, baby
Hushabye, dear

Medley

I can see you at the age of four
With your playthings scattered on the floor
In your pretty nursery
Sitting on your mother’s knee
I’ll be reading little nursery rhymes
To my baby-oh, what a happy times
We’ll be having, you and me!
Till the years begin to
Roll right into

School days, school days
Dear old golden-rule-days
I see you there with your books and slate
Standing alone at the schoolhouse gate
Baby is sad and feeling blue
Lessons are oh so hard to do
But your lessons at school will soon be through
Then parties and dresses
And sweethearts’ caresses

I can see you with your first romance
At a party while the others dance
You are seated with your beau
Who has learned to love you so
He proposes and you answer yes
You are dreaming of a wedding dress
In another little while
I can see you marching down the aisle

Bells ring, the organ’s playing
“Here come the bride and groom”
Kind friends are softly saying
“Gee, isn’t he mighty lucky!”
Preacher is by their side
And then when the knot is tied
The bridegroom will kiss the bride
And after a year I can see baby dear
Over a cradle, and I seem to hear