Hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.

When you awake you shall have cake
And all the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays,
Coach and six white horses.

Hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.

Way down yonder, down in the meadow
There's a poor little lambie.
Bees and the butterflies pecking out his eyes
Poor lambie cried for his mammy.

But hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.