The Osmonds - Sweet and Low lyrics

[The Osmonds - Sweet and Low lyrics]

Sweet and low sweet and low
Wind of the western sea
Low, low, breathe and blow
Wind of the western sea

Over the rolling waters go
Come from the dying moon and blow
Blow him again to me while my little one
While my pretty one sleeps
While my little one
While my pretty one sleeps
While my little one
While my pretty one sleeps

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