All the Pretty Little Horses

"Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleep you little baby.
Go to sleep you little baby.
When you wake, you shall have,
All the pretty little horses.
All the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays,
All the pretty little horses
Way down yonder, in the meadow,
Lies a poor little lamby.
Bees and butterflies, flitter 'round his eyes,
Poor little thing is crying mommy.
Poor little thing is crying mommy.
Go to sleep, don't you cry,
Lay your head upon the clover.
Lay your head upon the clover.
In your dreams, you shall ride,
While your mommy watches over.
Blacks and bays, and dapples and grays,
All the pretty little horses.
All the pretty little horses.
All the pretty little horses.