THE LITTLE DUSTMAN. 



TEACHER'S EDITION. 



The flowers all sleep soundly, Beneath the moon's bright ray; 

 They nod their heads together, And dream the night away. 

 The murm'ring trees wave to and fro, And whisper soft and low, 

 Sleep on, sleep on, sleep on, my little one. 



At ev'ry window peeping, The Dustman shows his head, 

 To see if all good children, Are fast asleep in bed. 

 And sprinkles dust into the eyes Of ev'ry one he spies, 

 Sleep on, sleep on, sleep on, my little one. 



CRADLE SONG. 



TEACHER'S EDITION. 



Sleep, baby, sleep, Thy father guards the sheep; 

 Thy mother is shaking the dreamland tree, 

 And down comes a beautiful dream for thee, 

 Sleep, baby, sleep; Sleep, baby, sleep. 



Sleep, baby, sleep, The large stars are the sheep, 

 The wee little stars are the lambs, I guess, 

 The beautiful moon is the shepherdess; 

 Sleep, baby, sleep ; Sleep, baby, sleep. 



GIPSY SONG. 



LAUREI, Music READER. 



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Hola, Hola, Hola, Hola, The world belongs to me, 

 A gipsy lad, Whose life is glad, I love whate'er I see. 

 Hola, Hola, Hola, Hola, My days are filled with joy, 

 And all the earth is sweet with mirth for me, a gipsy boy. 



CHORUS : 



Ah, how good just to me, When the blue deeps of night 

 Bring their peace to the wood where we live with delight ; 

 When the fire sings its tune, and the sweet voices ring 

 In our hearts, then 'tis June, and the gipsy lad's a king. 



II. 



Hola, Hola, Hola, Hola, The freedom of the downs, 



Is dearer far than riches are in prison walls of towns. 



Hola, Hola, Hola, Hola, Oh come and live with me 



Where summer shines on singing pines, and calls you to be free. 



LULLABY. 



Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, 

 Smiles await you when you rise ; 

 Sleep, pretty lov'd one, do not cry, 

 And I will sing your lullaby, lullaby. 



'Neath the drowsy, drooping lid, 

 Dreams from fairyland are hid ; 

 Sleep, pretty lov'd one, do not cry, 

 And I will sing your lullaby, lullaby. 



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