Hushaby, don't you cry, go to sleepy, little baby When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses Blacks and Bays, Dapples and Grays Coach and six-a-little horses Rockabye, don't you cry go to sleepy, little baby Send you to school, riding on a mule seeing all the pretty horses Black and Bays ... Hushaby, don't you cry go to sleepy, little baby Way down yonder in the meadow There's a poor little lambie The bees and the butterflies Picking out his eyes the poor little thing cries : Mammy ! Hushaby, don't you cry ... |