MY MOTHER, SANG THIS SONG WITH LOVE AND A PROTECTVE TENDERNESS BEFOR WE WOULD GO TO SLEEP,,, NIW SHE IS DIEING U=IN A NURSING HOME ALONE IN CALIFORNIA,, BUT THE SONG I TAUGHT IT TO MY DAUGHTE AND NOW SHE SINGS IT TO ME SOMETIMES....HERE IT IS--I wont to have it on her headstone:

"Pretty little bluebird, where do you go?
come back, come back, to me...
I go said the bird, as She flew out of sight,
to see if my color, matches the sky...."

"I love you, I love you, go to sleep...go to sleep...
I love you, I love you, go to sleep..."

adam
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