Hushabye Mountain
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er Lullabye Bay.
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting,
Waiting to sail your worries away.
It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain,
And your boat waits down by the quay.
The winds of night so softly are sighing.
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.
So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave goodbye to cares of the day.
Watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away for Lullabye Bay.
Writer/s: RICHARD M. SHERMAN, ROBERT SHERMAN, ROBERT B. SHERMAN
