Hush-a bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
Go to sleepy little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
All the pretty little horses

Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horses

Way down yonder in the meadow
Lies a poor little lambie
Bees and butterflies
Fitting round his eyes
Poor little thing is crying "mammy"

Go to sleep
Don't you cry
Rest your head upon the clover
Rest your head upon the clover
In your dreams
You shall ride
Whilst your mammy's watching over

Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horses

All the pretty little horses
All the pretty little horses