That just happened. The last time I came back out here to FOB Borepatch, I grabbed a box of CDs to augment my selection here. After all, everyone back at Camp Borepatch listens to iPod, so as the resident dinosaur, I have pretty much free access to the CD collection. Well, the box had this:
The kids called it "Daddybies". I saw it, and put it in. And suddenly, I'm back in time, when I'd rock my little ones to sleep.
I've done a lot in my life, but nothing that matches this. Some day, if I'm as lucky as some guys are, I can maybe rock a grandchild or three to sleep with this.
But my very favorite lullaby was from a different album, Daddies Sing Goodnight.
The song was "My little Buckaroo", sung by Doc Watson. I can't find a video with him singing it, but this one by Slim Whitman comes mighty close.
I can't find that album. I guess I have a few years to look for it.
UPDATE 14 November 2011 19:53: I'd say that 45er is a lucky guy:
Mrs. 45er (to 3 year old kid - not me - this time): "Honey, don't pick your nose."Heh. But enjoy it, 45er. They sure grow up fast.
Little 45er: "I'm not picking."
Mrs. 45er: "What are you doing?"
Little 45er: "I'm just twisting. Like this." (demonstrates)
You know, she has a point about literal interpretation.