Cover: drawing of a peaceful log cabin scene at night; description reads waltz lullaby; Publisher: McKinley Music Co. (Chicago)
Subject Headings (Library of Congress)
Songs -- United States -- 20th Century; Popular Music -- United States
Sheldon Harris Collection (MUM00682), Archives and Special Collections, University of Mississippi Libraries
The moon is sailing low where souther'n breezes blow, It's twilight round the cabin door, When silv'ry stars appear, I hear my Mammy dear A-singing as in days of yore, And it seems again I'm on her knee And she's crooning this sweet melody.
Oh, rockabye, my honey, while close to Mammy's breat, The firlds of snowy white are gleaming thro' the night, (So close your eyes, my dusky little Pickaninny). Sweet magnolias swaying, The birds have gone to rest; Just drift and dream on slumber stream While Mammy sings the Pickaninny Blues. Oh, rockabye, my honey, while close to Mammy's breast, The fields of snowy white are gleaming thro' the night, (So close your eyes, my dusky little Pickaninny). Sweet magnolias swaying, The birds have gone to rest; Just drift and dream on slumber stream While Mammy sings the Pickaninny Blues.
The night birds in the trees are singing melodies, But non like Mammy's lullaby; While on her loving breast he slowly sinks to rest, The angels watching from on high. They were guarding the babe on her knee Lulled to sleep by this sweet melody
The derogatory terms, images, and ideas that appear in some of this sheet music are not condoned by the University of Mississippi. They do represent the attitudes of a number of Americans at the times the songs were published. As such, it is hoped that the sheet music in this collection can aid students of music, history, and other disciplines to better understand popular American music and racial stereotypes from the 19th- and early 20th-centuries.