Show A RHYME BYELOW Once a father sung to his babe Quaint lullabies sweet and old When youg tfotheemloftherainbow then Youvrillfindapotofgold He galloped awayt6 Boston As he chanted Mother Goose rhyme And ho rode it v hite horse to Bambery cross Without any regard to time Then he sung like a lover crooning Byelowniybabydear TothelandofByelowwetwowillgo Tostayformanyayear Ah me in the land of Byelow Ho has found the pot of gold In other guise he sings lullabies To the babes of the upper fold Oh father who watched my childhood Oh father who loved me so It is sleepy time sing my goodnight rhyme And take me home to Byelow Sirs 31 L Rayne in Detroit Free Press I |