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Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep |
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It grieves me sore to hear thee weep |
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If thou'lt be silent I'll be glad |
| [00:16.89] |
Thy moaning makes my heart full sad. |
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Baloo, my boy, thy mother's joy |
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Thy father bred me great annoy |
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Baloo, baloo, baloo, baloo |
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Baloo, baloo, lu-li-li-lu. |
| [00:41.66] |
O'er thee I keep my lonely watch |
| [00:45.75] |
Intent thy lightest breath to catch |
| [00:50.31] |
O, when thou wak'st to see thee smile |
| [00:54.83] |
And thus my sorrow to beguile. |
| [00:59.27] |
Baloo, my boy, thy mother's joy |
| [01:03.69] |
Thy father bred me great annoy |
| [01:07.99] |
Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep |
| [01:12.56] |
It grieves me sore to hear thee weep. |
| [01:19.24] |
Twelve weary months have crept away |
| [01:23.58] |
Since he, upon thy natal day |
| [01:28.10] |
Left thee and me, to seek afar |
| [01:32.28] |
A bloody fate in doubtful war. |
| [01:36.96] |
Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep |
| [01:41.37] |
It grieves me sore to hear thee weep |
| [01:45.86] |
If thou'lt be silent, I'll be glad |
| [01:50.50] |
Thy moaning makes my heart full sad. |
| [01:57.46] |
I dreamed a dream but yesternight |
| [02:01.73] |
Thy father slain in foreign fight |
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He, wounded, stood beside my bed |
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His blood ran down upon thy head |
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He spoke no word, but looked on me |
| [02:19.48] |
Bent low, and gave a kiss to thee! |
| [02:24.01] |
Baloo, baloo, my darling boy |
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Thou'rt now alone thy mother's joy. |
