Her Sweet Love and the Baby - Ed Bruce

作词：Ed Bruce

作曲：Ed Bruce

Soft rain kissing the fallen leaves

Night wind harmonizing with

whispering trees

Of pretty sounds I've heard the

sweetest I think maybe

Is when she sings to the baby

I look around at riches by

which some men measure

But all their wealth I see

can never match my treasures

The stillness of the dawn by

a mountain stream

A bird and his mate dancing

through the night on pale

moon beams

Of pretty things I've seen the

sweetest I think maybe

Is when she's holding the baby

I look around at riches by

which some men measure

But all their wealth I see can

never match my treasures

Of fortunes I have seen the

riches I think maybe

Of her sweet love and the baby

her sweet love and the baby