Oh hush thee, my baby
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The night is behind us
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And black are the waters that sparkled so green
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The moon oe'r the combers looks downward to find us
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At rest in the hollows that rustle between
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Where billow meet billow
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And soft be thy pillow
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Ah weary wee flipperling
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Curl at thy ease
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The storm shall not wake thee
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Nor shark overtake thee
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At rest in the arms of the slow swinging sea
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Where billow meet billow
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And soft be thy pillow
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Ah weary wee flipperling
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Curl at thy ease
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The storm shall not wake thee
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Nor shark overtake thee
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At rest in the arms of the slow swinging sea
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Seal Lullaby
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| Shawn Colvin |
