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CHILD AND MOTHER.
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walk in a sweet po - sie - gar - den out there, Where

rock you a - way on a sil - ver - dew stream, And

Moth - er - my - Love, let me take your dear han, And a-


moon -light and star - light are stream-ing, And the

sing you a - sleep when you're wea - ry, And

way thro' the star - light we'll wan - der,— A -


flowers and the bird are fill - ing the air With the

no one shall know of our beau-ti - ful dream But

way through the mist to the beau-ti - ful land,—The


fra - grance and mu - sic of dream - ing.

you and your own lit - tie dear - ie.

dream - land that's wait - ing out yon - der.