Hushaby, don´ 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 a six a little horses.

So hushaby, etc.

Way down yonda´, down in the medder
There´s a poor little lambie.
Bees an´ the butterflies peckin´ out his eyes
Poor lambie cried fo´ his mammy.

But hushaby, etc.