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