Lullaby, lullaby,
Sweet little baby,
Don't you cry.

I'd rock my own sweet child to rest in a craddle of
gold on a bough of the willow.
To the shoheen ho of the wind of the west and
the lulla lo of the soft sea billow

Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here beside your pillow.

I'd put my own sweet child to sleep in a silver boat
on the beautiful river,
Where a shoheen whisper the white cascades, and
a lulla lo the green flags shiver.

Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here with you forever.