Sweet and Low

I think this song was one we learned in fourth grade. I have sung this lullaby to all of my children (3) and nearly all of my grandchildren (soon to be 14). I love it.

Sweet and Low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Blow, blow, breathe and blow
Wind of the western sea.
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon and blow,
Blow him again to me,
While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps.

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