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