Sleep, grandmother, sleep. The rocking chair is ready to go, And harness bells are hung in a row As once you heard them In soft snow. Sleep, grandmother, sleep. Your sons are little and silly again; Your daughters are five, and seven, and ten; And he that is gone Was not gone then. Sleep, grandmother, sleep. The sleigh comes out of the winter woods And carries you all in boots and hoods To town for candy And white dress goods. Sleep, grandmother, sleep. The rocking chair is old as the floor, But there he nods, at the noisy door, For you to be dancing One dance more.
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Authorship:
- by Mark van Doren (1894 - 1972) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Brian Holmes (b. 1946), "Sleep, grandmother", from Six Lullabies, no. 5 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Brian Holmes
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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