There she rocked him gently
The wind blew a gale outside
Catching all the sleepy souls unaware
Inside he was restless
As his mother sung him a
Forgotten lullaby, to send him away
The rain began to pitter-patter
On the great roof top
His eyes falling almost shut
The delicate swaying got the better
He was whisked to a far away paradise
As she lay him in his cot
