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Kid's Music

Winkum Winkum
Winkum, winkum, shut your eye, Sweet, my baby, lullaby...

Tick-took Tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, Sings the pretty cuckoo clock;...

Our Language Key
A E I O U Y We are small, and we are few, But we'...

The Busy Bees
Why do the little busy bees So dearly love their que...

Two Little Pink Shoes
Two little pink shoes standing by the head Of our Nann...

One Little Chicken
ONE little chicken, two little chickens, three little chi...

The New Book
COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO, A picture-book for you,-- Keep i...

Nanny's Ride
Our Nanny oft in fancy Soared up, the earth above, ...

Nanny's Play
Our Nanny helped her mother In many a childish way,-...

To Bed With The Chickens
Oh, put me in my bed, Mamma, When chickens go to res...

Baby's Reckoning
One little head, Ah! but what does it hold? No matter,...

Old Sol In A Jingle
Hi-diddle-diddle, The Sun's in the middle, And ...

The Rain
"What makes the rain, Mamma?" "The mists and vapors ...

Sunshine
The sun shines on forever Though clouds may hide his...

Ask Mother
Yes, my darling, when you question, I will answer, s...

Heat And Cold
Our earth has a North Pole, Where 'tis very cold; ...

The Speech Family
The name of everything we know, as slate, or book, or ...

Bessie's Kisses
Kisses, kisses, raining, raining, On her lips, her...

Our Kenneth
Written for our pet, as indicative of what he should be but...

The Snow
"What makes the Snow, Mamma?" "When very cold above, ...


Winkum Winkum









Winkum, winkum, shut your eye,
Sweet, my baby, lullaby;
For the dew is falling soft,
Lights are flickering up aloft,
And the head-light's peeping over
Yonder hill-top capped with clover;
Chickens long have gone to rest,
Birds lie snug within their nest,
And my birdie soon will be
Sleeping with the chick-a-dee,
For with only half a try,
Winkum, winkum, shuts her eye.





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