Ella Fitzgerald
Lullaby of the Leaves
Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullabyIn the sunny South when I was a tot so highAnd now that I have grownAnd myself aloneCradle me where Southern skiesCan watch me with a million eyesSing me to sleepLullaby of the leavesCover me with Heaven's blueAnd let me dream a dream or twoSing me to sleepLullaby of the leavesI'm breezing along, along with the breezeI'm hearing a song, a song through the treesOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohThat fine melody caressing the shoreFamiliar to me, I've heard it beforeOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that's SouthlandDon't I feel it in my soulAnd don't I know I've reached my goalSing me to sleepLullaby of the leaves
From Letras Mania