Little Bird, Hush Now

Three in the morning, you and me awake Tiny fist around my finger, holding like a promise kept Your mama's finally sleeping, so it's my turn to sway Rocking by the window till the streetlights fade away Little bird, hush now Papa's got you, papa's here Little bird, hush now Ain't no storm gonna reach you, dear I never had a daddy who would sing me through the night So I'm learning every lullaby from records worn and white These rough old hands were made for hauling, never this soft But I'd carry you to heaven if the angels came to call Little bird, hush now Papa's got you, papa's here Little bird, hush now Ain't no storm gonna reach you, dear