Laughing Tree Lullabies, Vol. 1

Track 1: All the Pretty Little Horses
Traditional American

Hush-a-bye, don’t you cry,
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
When you wake, you shall have
All the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays
Coach and six-a little horses.

Hush-a-bye don’t you cry,
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
Go to sleep-y, little baby.

Track 2: Summertime
George Gershwin, Dubose Heyward

Summertime and the livin’ is easy,
Fish are jumpin’, and the cotton is high.
Oh, you’re daddy’s rich, and your momma’s good lookin’,
So hush little baby, don’ you cry.

One of these mornin’s, you’re gonna rise up singin’.
Then you’ll spread your wings, and you’ll take the sky.
But ’til that mornin’, there’s a-nothing can harm you
With Daddy and Mammy standin’ by.

So hush little baby, don’ you cry.

Track 3: Bed in Summer
Robert Louis Stevenson

In winter, I get up at night
And dress by yellow candlelight.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

Track 4: Pio, Pio, Pio
Traditional Latin American

Los pollitos dicen, “Pio, pio, pio”
Cuando tienen hambre,
Cuando tienen frio.

La mama les busca
El maiz y el trigo
Y les da abrigo hasta el otro dia.

Bajo sus dos alas, acurrucaditos
Cuando tienen sueryo,
Duérmen los pollitos.

The little chicks say, “Cheep, cheep, cheep”
When they are hungry
And when they are cold.

The mama searches
for corn and wheat,
And gives them shelter until another day.

Under their wings, all folded up,
When they are sleepy,
The little chicks sleep.

Track 5: Bow-Wow Says the Dog
Traditional

Bow-wow, says the dog;
Mew, mew, says the cat;
Grunt, grunt, goes the hog;
And squeak goes the rat.

Chirp, chirp, says the sparrow;
Caw, caw, says the crow;
Quack, quack, says the duck;
And what cuckoos say, you know.

So, with sparrows and cuckoos,
With rats and with dogs,
With ducks and with crows,
With cats and with hogs,
A fine song I have made,
To please you, my dear;
And if it’s well sung,
‘Twill be charming to hear.

Track 6: Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Harold Arlen, E.Y. Harburg

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?

Ah, ah, ah…

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can’t I?

Track 7: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
Traditional Scottish

My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
My Bonnie lies over the sea,
My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay in my bed,
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
I heard that sweet voice in my head.

Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Oh blow ye the winds o’er the ocean,
Oh, blow ye the winds o’er the sea,
Oh blow ye the winds o’er the ocean,
And bring back my Bonnie to me.

Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

The winds have blown over the ocean,
The winds have blown over the sea,
The winds have blown over the ocean,
And brought back my Bonnie to me!

Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Da, da, da…
Bring my Bonnie back,
Bring my Bonnie back…

Track 8: Oh Shenandoah
Traditional American

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rollin’ river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, I’m bound away, ‘cross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, you rollin’ river.
I’ll take her ‘cross your rollin’ water,
Away, I’m bound away, ‘cross the wide Missouri.

‘Tis seven years I’ve been a rover,
Away, you rollin’ river.
When I return, I’ll be your lover,
Away, I’m bound away, ‘cross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you,
Away, you rollin’ river.
Oh, Shenandoah, I’ll not deceive you,
Away, I’m bound away, ‘cross the wide Missouri.

Track 9: Bee! I’m Expecting You!
Emily Dickinson

Bee! I’m expecting you!
Was saying Yesterday
To Somebody you know
That you were due -

The Frogs got Home last Week -
Are settled, and at work -
Birds, mostly back -
The Clover warm and thick -

You’ll get my Letter by
The seventeenth; Reply
Or better, be with me -
Yours, Fly.

Track 10: Arirang
Traditional Korean

아리랑, 아리랑, 아라리요…
아리랑 고개로 넘어간다.
나를 버리고 가시는 님은
십리도 못가서 발병난다.

Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo…
Arirang, gogaero neomeoganda.
Nareul beorigo gasineun nimeun
Shimnido motgaseo balbyeongnanda.

Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo…
Over the Arirang hill you must go.
How I wish you would not go away;
It is such a long walk, and I want you to stay.

Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo…
Arirang, gogaero neomeoganda.
Nareul beorigo gasineun nimeun
Shimnido motgaseo balbyeongnanda.

Track 11: I See the Moon
Meredith Wilson

I see the moon, the moon sees me
Down through the leaves of the old oak tree.
Please, let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

Over the mountain, over the sea,
That’s where my heart is longing to be.
Please, let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

La, la, la…

I hear a lark, the lark hears me
Singing a song with a melody.
Please, let the lark that sings for me
Sing for the one I love.

Over the mountain, over the sea,
Back where my heart is longing to be.
Please, let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

La, la, la…

Please, let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

Track 12: Hey! Diddle, Diddle
Traditional

Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such craft,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Track 13: Toora Loora Loo
Traditional Irish

Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Toora loora loora,
Hush, now don’t you cry.
Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Toora loora loora,
That’s an Irish lullaby!

Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Toora loora loora,
Hush, now don’t you cry.
Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Toora loora loora,
That’s an Irish lullaby!

Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Oh, toora loora loora,
Hush, now don’t you cry.
Toora loora loora,
Oh, toora loora lie,
Toora loora loora,
That’s an Irish lullaby!

Toora loo, toora loo, toora loo.

Track 14: My Bed is a Boat
Robert Louis Stevenson

My bed is like a little boat;
Nurse helps me in when I embark;
She girds me in my sailor’s coat
And starts me in the dark.

All night, I go on board and say
Good night to all my friends on shore
I shut my eyes and sail away
And see and hear no more.

And sometimes, things to bed I take,
As prudent sailors have to do;
Perhaps a slice of wedding cake,
Perhaps a toy or two.

All night across the dark we steer;
But when the day returns at last,
Safe in my room, beside the pier,
I find my vessel fast.

Track 15: Wynken, Blynken and Nod
Eugene Field

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!”
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea—
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish—
Never afeard are we”;
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam—
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
‘Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought ’twas a dream they ‘d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea—
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

Track 16: Schlafe, Mein Prinzchen
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Schlafe, mein Prinzchen, schlaf ein.
Es ruhn nun Schäfchen und Vögelein.
Garten und Wiese verstummt,
Auch nicht ein Bienchen mehr summt;
Luna mit silbernem Schein
Gucket zum Fenster herein.
Schlafe beim silbernen Schein,
Schlafe, mein Prinzchen, schlaf ein!
Schlaf ein, schlaf ein.

Sleep, little one, go to sleep.
So peaceful, the birds and the sheep,
Quiet, the meadow and trees,
Even the buzz of the bees.
The silvery moon-beams so bright,
Down through the window, give light.
O’er you, the moon-beams will creep,
Sleep, little one, go to sleep.
Good night, good night.

Good night, good night.

Track 17: To Bed
Traditional

Come let’s to bed,
Says sleepy-head;
Sit up a while, says Slow;
Put on the pan
Says Greedy Nan,
Let’s sup before
we go.

Track 18: Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark.
He couldn’t see which way to go
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Track 19: Morning Has Broken
Eleanor Farjeon

Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the word.

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dew-fall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning,
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning,
God’s recreation of the new day.

Track 20: Laughing Song
William Blake

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;

When the meadows laugh with lively green,
And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
When Mary and Susan and Emily
With their sweet round mouths sing “Ha, ha, he!”

When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:
Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
To sing the sweet chorus of “Ha, ha, he!”

Track 21: Danny Boy
Traditional Irish

O Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer’s gone and all the roses falling;
‘Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow.
‘Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!

Ah…

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow.
‘Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!

Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!

Laughing Tree Lullabies, Vol. 1