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Listen now children a story I'll tell of a woman they called Anna Lee |
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She had a fine son and she raised him up well |
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And a daughter as lovely as she |
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I'll return to you, dear, in the dimming of day |
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As the sparrow returns to her nest |
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I'll return to you dreaming with each lullaby |
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Hold your sweet weary head to my breast |
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She sang to her darlings a sweet lullaby |
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As the cool evening shadows grow long |
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Angels and nightingales gather at night |
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Just to hear mother Anna Lee's song |
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I'll return to you, dear, in the dimming of day |
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As the sparrow returns to her nest |
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I'll return to you dreaming with each lullaby |
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Hold your sweet weary head to my breast |
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I heard it one morning she rode into town |
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To tend to her dear sister there |
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She kissed her two babies on check and on brow |
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And left them with nary a care |
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The wind it did rise and the rain it did fall |
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The river, a shadowy wave |
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Anna Lee never heard danger's dark call |
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And was swept to her watery grave |
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I'll return to you, dear, in the dimming of day |
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As the sparrow returns to her nest |
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I'll return to you dreaming with each lullaby |
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Hold your sweet weary head to my breast |