Hush-a-bye, don't you cry | |
Go to sleepy, little baby | |
When you wake you shall have | |
All the pretty little horses | |
Way down yonder in the meadow | |
Lies a poor little lambie | |
Bees and butterflies, picking out its eyes | |
Poor little thing's crying, "Mami" | |
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry | |
Go to sleepy, little baby. |