large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_31_64kb_1
large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_31_64kb
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"Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow   'T was off for a sailor thy father would go!" SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW WHILE THE BREEZES THEY BLOW TWAS ALFROUS SAILOR THEIR FATHER WOULD GO
u hear In those beautiful lands over there, Where the Fly-Away Horse wings his faraway course With the wee one consigned to his care. Then grandma will cry In amazement: "Oh, my!" And she'll think it could never be so; And only we two Shall know it is true-- You and I, little precious! shall know! SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow-- It's off for a sailor thy father would go; And it's here in the harbor, in sight of the sea, He hath left his wee babe with my song and with me: "Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow!" Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow-- It's oh for the waiting as weary days go! And it's oh for the heartache that smiteth me when I sing my song over and over again: "Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow!" "Swing high and swing low "-- The sea singeth so, And it waileth anon in its ebb and its flow; And a sleeper sleeps on to that song of the sea Nor recketh he ever of mine or of me!  LOVE SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW FROM LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD THIS IS THE LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FROM MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT L I B R I VO X DATO ORGY RECORDING BY SQUIDVANGELOKHOVA LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW WHILE THE BREEZES THEY BLOW IT'S OFF FOR A SAILOR THY FATHER WOULD GO AND IT'S HERE IN THE HARBOR AND SIGHT OF THE SEA HE HATH LEFT HIS WEE BABE WITH MY SONG AND WITH ME SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW WHILE THE BREEZES THEY BLOW SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW WHILE THE BREEZES THEY BLOW IT'S O FOR THE WAITING AS WEARY DAYS GO AND IT'S O FOR THE HEARTACHE THAT SMITETH ME WHEN I SING MY SONG OVER AND OVER AGAIN SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW WHILE THE BREEZES THEY BLOW SWING HIGH AND SWING LOW THE SEA SINGETH SO AND IT WAILETH ANON IN ITS EBB AND ITS FLOW AND A SLEEPER SLEEPS ON TO THAT SONG OF THE SEA NOR RECK HE EVER OF MINE OR OF ME
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