Mississippi Cradle 1921

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 14 Oct 2006
2006

Softly in my dreams
comes a haunting melody;
bringing tender scenes
from the Land of Memory;
how I long to be back in Cradle Days,
rocked by mammy's hand
into the Land of Byelo.

Rock me in my Mississippi Cradle,
let me look into my mammy's eyes;
I would give the world
if I were able
to recall the days of lullabies.
Mammy, mammy mine!
why did you leave me?
Wish that you had taken me along
up in heaven where you may be
crooning to some angel baby
my old Mississippi Cradle Song.

Rock me in my Mississippi Cradle,
let me look into my mammy's eyes;
I would give the world
if I were able
to recall the days of lullabies.
Mammy, mammy mine!
why did you leave me?
Wish that you had taken me along
up in heaven where you may be
crooning to some angel baby
my old Mississippi Cradle Song.

Through a vale of tears
I can see her tender face;
after all these years I can feel
her fond embrace;
some sweet day in the golden bye and bye,
I'll meet her up there in heaven
where she's waiting.

Rock me in my Mississippi Cradle,
let me look into my mammy's eyes;
I would give the world
if I were able
to recall the days of lullabies.
Mammy, mammy mine!
why did you leave me?
Wish that you had taken me along
up in heaven where you may be
crooning to some angel baby
my old Mississippi Cradle Song.

Rock me in my Mississippi Cradle,
let me look into my mammy's eyes;
I would give the world
if I were able
to recall the days of lullabies.
Mammy, mammy mine!
why did you leave me?
Wish that you had taken me along
up in heaven where you may be
crooning to some angel baby
my old Mississippi Cradle Song.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano
piano
piano
piano
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Mississippi Cradle 1921
Music by Abe Olman
Lyrics by Jack Yellen
© MCMXXI by Forsfer Mus.Pub.Inc.  Chicago Illinois
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 14 October 2006 at 10.13pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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