large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_32_64kb_4
large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_32_64kb
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And, oh! the dreams  the dreams I dreamed! When I was a boy, a little boy! AND OH THE DREAMS THE DREAMS I DREAMED WHEN I WAS A BOY A LITTLE BOY
e 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! "Swing high and swing low While the breezes they blow-- 'T was off for a sailor thy father would go!" WHEN I WAS A BOY Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the moonlight crept, Bringing a tide of dreams that swept Over the low, red trundle-bed, Bathing the tangled curly head, While moonbeams played at hide-and-seek With the dimples on the sun-browned cheek-- When I was a boy, a little boy!  TWICE FROM LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD THIS IS A LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT EL I B R I V O X DADAWARE G RECORDING WESQUID VASLOKHOVA LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD WHEN I WAS A BOY UP IN THE ATTIC WHY SLEPT WHEN I WAS A BOY A LITTLE BOY IN THROUGH THE LATTICE THE MOONLIGHT CREPT BRINGING A TIDE OF DREAMS THAT SWEPT OVER THE LOW RED TRUNDLE BED BATHING THE TANGLED CURLY HEAD WHILE MOONBEAMS PLAYED AT HIDE AND SEEK WITH THE DIMPLES ON THE SUN BROWNED CHEEK WHEN I WAS A BOY A LITTLE BOY
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