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Shirley Temple Miscellaneous Our Little Girl Time for dreaming, while your mother sings you lullabies Till the sandman pays his nighly visit He will sprinle bits of stardust in your slepy eyes And take your hand through slumberland. Evening is nigh, Stars twinkle on high, Purple shadows begin to creep, Close your eyes and start counting sheep. If you're real good, And pray as you should, Snow white angels will watch through the night For our little girl. |
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