Sing me a song, of pearls and flowers,
Sing me a song to while the hours,
Sing of the blue skies all wreathed im splendor,
Sing of a bliss no care can hinder.
Ah, the world is woe, my dear,
Everywhere I go, my dear,
Lull me, that I may sleep tight, my dear,
Ah, how sweet, good night, my dear.
Raleigh James Johnson, Song