Cannily, Cannily

Cannily, cannily, my little laddie

Don't you cry, my little pet

I wished at your greeting, your daddy is sleeping

And it is not time for to waken him yet

Soon he'll be gone to his shed for his engine

Soon he'll be driving his train through the night

A-working for pennies for you, my little treasure

So best the noise, hinnie, your daddy sleeps light

When you are grown you shall have your own engine

The biggest that ever was seen on the line

And all of our neighbors will point to my Johnnie

And call him the king of the North Eastern Line

So cannily, cannily, my little laddie

Don't you cry, my little pet

I wished at your greeting, your daddy is sleeping

And it is not time for to waken him yet