Crying, my little one, footsore and weary?
Fall asleep, pretty one, warm on my shoulder,
I must tramp on through the winter night dreary,
While the snow falls on me colder and colder.
You are my one, and I have not another,
Sleep soft, my darling, my trouble and treasure,
Sleep warm and soft in the arms of your mother,
Dreaming of pretty things, dreaming of pleasure.
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