Sweet Little Fella

Robert Crosby (1928) – Celtic/German; Patricia Crosby (1937) - Norwegian

Robert Crosby: This lullaby was created by my brother for his son Gregory in 1948.

You're a sweet little fella in my arms,

A sweet little fellow with such charms,

With big blue eyes, chubby nose,

Rosy cheeks and turned up toes,

You're a sweet little fellow, yes, you are.

Every time I look at you, my old heart beats thru and thru,

And when you look up at me, how you smile – o gosh – o gee.

Yes, you are so very sweet, and we thank God, we have you to keep.

You're a sweet little fella in my arms,

A sweet little fellow with such charms,

With big blue eyes, chubby nose,

Rosy cheeks and turned up toes,

You're a sweet little fellow, yes, you are.

The verse is so beautiful! It was created by a father. I can feel his love to his child. I did not ask the name of this lullaby's creator. “This lullaby was created by my brother for his son Gregory in 1948.” - was said by Crosby Robert. What expressions I like here – I like the word “fella”, “fellow” – it so soft and loving, already is lulling; “such charms”; I learned the word “chubby”, strange sounds to me; “turned up toes” - it is seen how the man looks at tiny toes with a such of admiration. “My heart beats thru and thru” - I think this man had Gregory when he was not young. Why he had to say “my old heart?”.

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Sweet little Fella.

I was just so happy to be able to spend the day with this little man. So squishy, small and new, it's hard to believe that only 6 days earlier he had been in his mummy's tummy! He was perfect. He gave me back my faith in my skills as an infant photographer, and he slept, quite literally, like a baby! (by Sharon Oakey)

Patricia Crosby sung her mother’s song:

Go to sleepy, little baby,

When you wake we’ll patty-patty-patty cake

And ride a shiny little pony.

Tula-rula-rula,

Tula-rula Lie,

Tula-rula-rula,

Hush, now don’t you cry,

Tula-rula-rula

Tula-rula-rala Lie,

Tula-rula-rula-rula

That’s an Irish lullaby.

Her mother mixed two lullabies very nicely. Irish lullaby’s tura-lura and

Go to sleep-y, little baby.

When you wake

You'll patty-patty cake

And ride a shiny little pony.

This verse about shiny little pony was introduced by Judy Canova as a “new closing theme that she once said she remembered her own mother singing to her when she was a small child” (Wikipedia). Now I have to find pony, who introduced pony to America. .. Information from Russian articles (google) says that pony’s origin from Scandinavia. Wow, Patricia’s mother found the trace in her lullaby from her homeland – Norway.

Patricia sees the Sleep in a gray color. “Drifting in gray space.” Thank you, Patricia! Me too! In gray color the fog crawls into me.

Masguda

the spot for the photo of a tiny shiny pony. Who has It?