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 and dapples and greys
all the pretty little horses
Way down yonder, in the meadow
lies a poor little lamby
Bees and butterflies flitting 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 rise
while your mammy is whatching over
Blacks and bays and dapples and greys
all the pretty little horses
all the pretty little horses
all pretty little horses

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