There's not a rose where I seek

comely as my baby's cheek

There's not a comb of honey-bee,

So full of sweets as babe to me

And it's O! so sweet

Sweet and a lullaby



There's not a star that shines on high

Brighter than my baby's eye

Not a boat upon the sea

Can dance like baby does for me

And it's O! so sweet

Sweet and a lullaby



And it's O! so sweet

Sweet and a lullaby



No silk has ever spun so fine

As the hair of baby mine



My baby smells more sweet to me

smells of spring in the elder tree

And it's O! so sweet

Sweet and a lullaby