| There was a howl that night
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| A howling like they never heard before
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| A cry so loud old granddad almost hit the door
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| He said, «I love this child as much as any one that she ever bore
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| But I thank the Lord we won’t be having any more.»
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| Then the baby heard the sweetest sound he’d ever heard
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| In tones so beautiful he hung on every word
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| She sang, «Hush, my love, granny’s little dove is going to take to the sky.»
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| It was on such a night he learned to fly like a bird
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| Now the years have passed and memories come and go
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| He hears that voice that rocked him gently so
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| A calm will descend and there’s peace at the end of the darkest night
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| Sometimes I cry, sometimes I fly like a bird
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| Now the years have passed and memories come and go
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| He hears that voice that rocked him gently so
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| Well, the rain’s gonna fall and the wind my blow in the darkest night
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| Sometimes I cry, sometimes I fly like a bird
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| A calm will descend and there’s peace at the end of the darkest night
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| Sometimes I cry, sometimes I fly like a bird |