Goodnight
In a hole in a tree the raccoons are in bed,
And the baby raccons rest their sweet little heads,
There's a wind in the trees, and an owl hovers near,
But the Lord watches all, so they need never fear.
And the baby raccons rest their sweet little heads,
There's a wind in the trees, and an owl hovers near,
But the Lord watches all, so they need never fear.
