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Golden Cradle Lyrics

Emmylou Harris

Sweet babe, a golden cradle holds thee
Soft thy mother's arms enfold thee
Fairest flowers are strewn before thee

Sweet birds warble o'er thee
So sleep, my babe, and dream away sorrow
Peace until you wake tomorrowI will guide thine infant slumbers
Angels watch thy number

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