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Baby sleeps, so we must tread Softly round her little bed.

1. Far down in the valley there dan-ces а rill; It has leap'd gai - ly 2. But where there are hollows it changes its song, In their depths doth it A song that is mel-low and soothing is found In the magical

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hill; Its hastes o - ver shal-lows and long; Tho' shal-lows may rip - ple sound; From cares and from griefs

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ripples in glee, While it sing-eth a song that's en-chanting to me. song bright and clear, The depths sing a song that I love most to hear. feel our-selves free, As we lie by the pool 'neath the wide branching tree.