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