  There's a little ship sails out to sea At sunset-time each day, With a little crew all sound asleep; And it's bound for Dreamland Bay. Across the silver waves it goes Softly as a dream, Far out to sea, in the misty light Of the Evening Star, agleam. Oh, little ship of Baby Dreams Far out on the sapphire sea, May the dear white angels softly watch O'er thy little crew and thee! |
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