The Maple Strews The Embers Of Its Leaves O'Er The Laggard Swallows Nestled 'Neath The Eaves; And The Moody Cricket Falters In His Cry - Baby-Bye! - And The Lid Of Night Is Falling O'Er The Sky - Baby-Bye! - The Lid Of Night Is Falling O'Er The Sky! The Rose Is Lying Pallid, And The Cup Of The Frosted Calla-Lily Folded Up; And The Breezes Through The Garden Sob And Sigh - Baby-Bye! - O'Er The Sleeping Blooms Of Summer Where They Lie - Baby-Bye! - O'Er The Sleeping Blooms Of Summer Where They Lie! Yet, Baby - O My Baby, For Your Sake This Heart Of Mine Is Ever Wide Awake, And My Love May Never Droop A Drowsy Eye - Baby-Bye! - Till Your Own Are Wet Above Me When I Die - Baby-Bye! - Till Your Own Are Wet Above Me When I Die.