Lullaby Of The Leaves (Smith Keely)

Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby In the sunny South when I was a tot so high And now that I have grown And myself alone Cradle me where Southern skies Can watch me with a million eyes Sing me to sleep Lullaby of the leaves Cover me with heaven's blue And let me dream a dream or two Sing me to sleep Lullaby of the leaves I'm breezing along, along with the breeze I'm hearing a song, a song thru the trees Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh That fine melody caressing the shore Familiar to me, I've heard it before Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, that's Southland Don't I feel it in my soul And don't I know I've reached my goal Sing me to sleep Lullaby of the Leaves