Wexford Lullaby

Lulay lulay, my tiny child Too soon you'll know the world so wild Yes all too soon you will be grown And I'll bide here alone, alone The rushing billows you shall ride And the light of the North Star shall be your guide But yet awhile, I'll have you stay Lulay my tiny child, lulay And you shall run in meadows green And sport with otters all in the stream And you shall chase the dappled deer And swim with salmon in waters clear To pluck the small birds from the sky On the tail of the south wind, you shall fly And take the high hills for your home Blood of my blood, bone of my bone And when at last your course is run Joy of my joy, my little son Beneath the sky you'll stand alone Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone Yes you shall stand on the coal-black sands To cross o'er the waters of the western lands But now I have you at my breast Lulay my sweet one, gently rest