Rockabye Baby

Rockabye baby, on the tree top

When the wind blows, the cradle will rock

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall

And down will come baby, cradle and all

Baby is drowsing, cozy and fair

Mother sits near in her rocking chair

Forward and back, the cradle she swings

And though baby sleeps, he hears what she sings

Rockabye baby, do not you fear

Never mind, baby, mother is near

Wee little fingers, eyes are shut tight

Now sound asleep 'til morning light

Rockabye baby, thy cradle creak

Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen

And that is a lady, and wears a gold ring

And journeys a drummer and drums for the king