Hushabye Mountain - Songs For The Young At Heart, Stuart A. Staples

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

Softly blows o’re Lullabye Bay.

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting

Waiting to sail your worries away

It isn’t far to Hushabye Mountain

And your boat waits down by the key

The winds of night so softly are sighing

Soon they will fly your troubles to sea

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain

Wave goodbye to cares of the day

And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain

Sail far away to Lullaby Bay