LULLABY OF THE LEAVESConnee BoswellWords By Joe YoungMusic By Bernice PetkereRustling Of The Leaves Used To Be My Lullaby,In The Sunny South When I Was A Tot So High,And Now That I Have GrownAnd Myself Alone.Cradle Me Where Southern Skies Can Watch Me With A Million Eyes,Oh Sing Me To Sleep,Lullaby Of The LeavesCover Me With Heaven's Blue And Let Me Dream A Dream Or Two,Oh Sing Me To Sleep,Lullaby Of The Leaves.I'm Breezing Along, Along With The Breeze,I'm Hearing A Song, A Song Thru The Trees,Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh.That Pine Melody Caressing The Shore Familiar To Me, I've Heard Itbefore Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh.That's Southland, Don't I Feel It In My Soul,And Don't I Know I've Reached My Goal,Oh Sing Me To Sleep,Lullaby Of The Leaves.submitted By Francine [email protected]