LESSON 7 GOOD NIGHT

GOOD NIGHT

bit-ter cra-dle cur-tains

doth morn-ing pane

pat-ter spread storm-y

win-dow win-ter

1. Little baby, lay your head

　　On your pretty cradle-bed;

　　Shut your eyes, for now the day

　　And the light are gone away;

　　All the clothes are tucked in tight—

　　Little baby dear, good-night.

2. Yes, my darling, well I know

　　How the bitter wind doth blow;

　　And the winter's hail and rain

　　Patter on the window pane:

　　But they cannot come in here,

　　To my little baby dear.

3. For the window is shut fast,

　　Till the stormy night is past;

　　And the curtains warm are spread

　　Round about your cradle-bed:

　　So, till morning shineth bright,

　　Little baby dear, good-night.