My Baby

There's a kind of light shining down through the trees

There's a bright moon light shining down through the trees

And I know my baby's coming down to be with me.

She got a basket on her arm, my love is high

She got a basket on her arm, my love is high

Now when she opens up the basket things are gonna be alright

I hear my baby calling

My, my, my, my, my, my baby goodnight

Well, well

My, my, my, my, my, my baby goodnight

Yeah, yeah

Oh, baby goodnight.

I hear that bird a calling, singing like a whippoorwill

Well, well well I hear that bird a calling, singing like a whippoorwill

And when I hear that bird a calling, it gives my baby such a thrill

And I think I called my baby

My, my, my, my, my, my baby goodnight

Well, well, well

My, my, my, my, my, my baby goodnight

Oooooooh

Oh baby goodnight

And I don't believe you heard me

My, my, talking about, talking about baby my light

My, my, my, my, talking about baby my light

Oh, baby goodnight

And I'm talking to the preacher