Ed Bruce Her Sweet Love And The Baby Lyrics

Her Sweet Love And The Baby Lyrics

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