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Sleep, baby, sleep!
Thy father watches the sheep;
Thy mother is shaking the dreamland tree,
And down falls a little dream on thee:
Sleep, baby, sleep!

Sleep, baby, sleep!
The large stars are the sheep;
The wee stars are the lambs, I guess,
The fair moon is the shepherdess:
Sleep, baby, sleep!
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