All the Pretty Little Horses

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry;

Go to sleep my little baby.

When you awake, you will have cake

And all the pretty little horses.

Black and bay, dapple and grey, 

Coach and six-a little horses.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry;

Go to sleep my little baby.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry;

Go to sleep my little baby.

When you awake, you will have cake

And all the pretty little horses.

Way down yonder, down in the meadow, 

There's a poor wee little lamby. 

The bees and the butterflies peckin' out its eyes; 

The poor wee thing cried for her mammy.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry;

Go to sleep my little baby.

When you awake, you will have cake

And all the pretty little horses.