Lullaby of an Infant Chief Lyrics
| Song | Lullaby of an Infant Chief |
| Artist | Sunset Wings |
| Album | Shining thro' the Veil of Night |
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| [ti:Lullaby of an Infant Chief] | |
| [ar:Sunset Wings] | |
| [00:00.00] | …… |
| [00:19.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, |
| [00:23.00] | Thy mother, a lady, both lovely and bright; |
| [00:27.00] | The woods and the glens, from the towers which we see, |
| [00:31.00] | They all are belonging, dear babie, to thee. |
| [00:54.00] | Oh, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, |
| [01:00.00] | It calls but the warders that guard thy repose; |
| [01:04.00] | Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, |
| [01:08.00] | Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed. |
| [02:06.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, the time will soon come, |
| [02:12.00] | When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum |
| [02:16.00] | Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, |
| [02:20.00] | For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day. |
| ti: Lullaby of an Infant Chief | |
| ar: Sunset Wings | |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:19.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, |
| [00:23.00] | Thy mother, a lady, both lovely and bright |
| [00:27.00] | The woods and the glens, from the towers which we see, |
| [00:31.00] | They all are belonging, dear babie, to thee. |
| [00:54.00] | Oh, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, |
| [01:00.00] | It calls but the warders that guard thy repose |
| [01:04.00] | Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, |
| [01:08.00] | Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed. |
| [02:06.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, the time will soon come, |
| [02:12.00] | When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum |
| [02:16.00] | Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, |
| [02:20.00] | For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day. |
| ti: Lullaby of an Infant Chief | |
| ar: Sunset Wings | |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:19.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, |
| [00:23.00] | Thy mother, a lady, both lovely and bright |
| [00:27.00] | The woods and the glens, from the towers which we see, |
| [00:31.00] | They all are belonging, dear babie, to thee. |
| [00:54.00] | Oh, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, |
| [01:00.00] | It calls but the warders that guard thy repose |
| [01:04.00] | Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, |
| [01:08.00] | Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed. |
| [02:06.00] | Oh, hush thee, my babie, the time will soon come, |
| [02:12.00] | When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum |
| [02:16.00] | Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, |
| [02:20.00] | For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day. |
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