Don't Cry
The center of our world
Little baby girl
Gentle smile, gentle face
Little dress of lace
Don't cry little darling
Don't cry little one
It will be better come morning
With the rising sun
Prettiest green eyes
So little, so wise
Little freckled nose
Tiniest little toes
Don't cry little darling
Don't cry little one
It will be better come morning
With the rising sun
Loved so very much
Only the gentlest touch
Never hurt or abused
Never found bruised
Don't cry little darling
Don't cry little one
It will be better come morning
With the rising sun
Safe now from harm
A sling for your arm
Better now you're safe
A soft quiet place
Don't cry little darling
Don't cry little one
Things will be better come morning
With the rising sun
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