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This is an old slave song from the U.S.
It describes how many weren't allowed to attend their own children before others'.
I think about the major attitudes of the world dealing with wars and prejudices. I would like to consider family love as a foundation for community.
My daughter and spouse helped sing this one. My daughter had never heard the second part of this song, before. It left her quite sad. But we assured her that we have the choice to learn from our mistakes and REALLY make things better in the world.
One of the acoustic tracks is dirty. I needed to replace the battery in my mic. It wasn't the best preformed track and still sounds crackly, but I thought it kind of fit. So I left it in.
It describes how many weren't allowed to attend their own children before others'.
I think about the major attitudes of the world dealing with wars and prejudices. I would like to consider family love as a foundation for community.
My daughter and spouse helped sing this one. My daughter had never heard the second part of this song, before. It left her quite sad. But we assured her that we have the choice to learn from our mistakes and REALLY make things better in the world.
One of the acoustic tracks is dirty. I needed to replace the battery in my mic. It wasn't the best preformed track and still sounds crackly, but I thought it kind of fit. So I left it in.
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Lyrics
It's a double standard
They are all children
Open our eyes
Without fears
No tears
Peace
"All the Pretty Little Horses"
Traditional American Folksong
REFRAIN
Hushaby,
Don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.
1.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little horses---
Blacks and bays,
Dapples and grays,
Coach and six-a little horses.
(REFRAIN)
2.
Way down yonder,
In the meadow
There's a poor little lambie,
The bees and the butterflies
Peckin' out its eyes,
The poor little thing cried, "Mommy!"
They are all children
Open our eyes
Without fears
No tears
Peace
"All the Pretty Little Horses"
Traditional American Folksong
REFRAIN
Hushaby,
Don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.
1.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little horses---
Blacks and bays,
Dapples and grays,
Coach and six-a little horses.
(REFRAIN)
2.
Way down yonder,
In the meadow
There's a poor little lambie,
The bees and the butterflies
Peckin' out its eyes,
The poor little thing cried, "Mommy!"
To to much! LOved it! the first part the way you played the guitar had me mesmerised.. Then the family participation priceless.. wow what a song. Your wife can realy hit then notes and your daughter's singing is excellent! this is a keeper dwnld thanks!