Hushaby, don' you cry Go to sleepy little baby When you awake you shall have cake And all the pretty little horses. Blacks and Bays, Dapples and Grays Coach, and a six a little horses. So hushaby, etc. Way down yonda', down in the medder There's a poor little lambie. Bees an' the butterflies peckin' out his eyes Poor lambie cried fo' his mammy. But hushaby, etc.