Literature
Hush a bye Mountain
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain,
Softly blows on Lullaby Bay,
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting,
Waiting to sail your worries away.
It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain,
And your boat waits down by the key,
The winds of night soar softly are sighing,
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.
So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain,
Wave goodbye to cares of the day,
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain,
Sail far away from Lullaby Bay.