LULLABY OF AN INFANT CHIEF
(Sir Walter Scott/Clayton Jones)
from 'BLENDING VOICES - The World of Music' - 1936

Oh, hush thee, my baby, thy sire was a knight,
Thy mother a lady both lovely and bright.
The woods and the glens, from the tow'rs which we see,
They all are belonging, dear baby, to thee.

Oh, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows!
It calls but the warders that guard thy repose.
their bows would be bend-ed, their blades would be red,
Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed.

Oh, hush thee, my baby, the time soon will come
When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum.
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may,
For strife comes with man-hood and waking with day.


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