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
Theres a poor little lambie.
Bees an the butterflies peckin out his eyes
Poor lambie cried fo his mammy.

But hushaby, etc.