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Lyrics book forLullaby and Goodnight33 Lullabies for Babies-Amy Robbins-WilsonThe “Lullaby Lady” at Lullaby-Link.com

LULLABYAll Night, All Day -traditional African American lullabyAll night, all day, angels watching over me my LordAll night, all day angels watching over me.When at night I go to sleepAngels watching over me my LordPray the Lord my soul to keepAngels watching over me.All night, all day, angels watching over me, my LordAll night, all day, angels watching over me.Dance to Your Daddy/Little Boy Blue/Mary Mary Quite Contrary-a medley of three nursery rhymesDance to your Daddy, my little babyDance to your Daddy, my little lambYou shall have a fishy, in a little dishyYou shall have a fishy when the boat comes in.Little Boy Blue come blow your hornThe sheep’s in the meadow the cow’s in the cornWhere is the boy who looks after the sheep?He’s under the haystack fast asleepMary, Mary, quite contraryhow does your garden grow?With silverbells and cockleshellsand pretty maids all in a row.Page 1

Frère Jacques –traditional French lullabyFrère Jacques, frère JacqueDormez-vous? Dormez- vous?Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matinesDing, dang, dong!Ding, dang, dong!Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?Brother John? Brother John?Morning bells are ringing! Morning bells are ringing!Ding, dang, dong!Ding, dang, dong!Lavender's Blue –traditional EnglishLavender's blue, dilly dilly,Lavender's greenWhen you are King, dilly dilly,I shall be QueenLavender’s green dilly, dillyLavender’s blueYou must love me, dilly, dilly‘cause I love you.Who told you so, dilly dilly,Who told you so?'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly,That told me soPage 2

My Bonnie -traditional EnglishMy Bonnie lies over the oceanMy Bonnie lies over the seaMy Bonnie lies over the oceanOh bring back my Bonnie to meChorus:Bring back, bring backBring back my Bonnie to me, to meBring back, bring backBring back my Bonnie to meOh blow ye the winds o'er the oceanAnd blow ye the winds o'er the seaOh blow ye the winds o'er the oceanAnd bring back my Bonnie to meChorusThe winds have blown over the oceanThe winds have blown over the seaThe winds have blown over the oceanAnd brought back my Bonnie to meThere was an Old Woman –traditional EnglishThere was an old woman tossed up in a basketSeventeen times as high as the moonWhere she was going I could not but ask it,For in her hand she carried a broom“Old woman, old woman, old woman” quoth I“Oh wither, oh wither, oh wither so high?”“To sweep the cobwebs from the sky, but I’ll be with you by and by.”Page 3

Hush Little Baby (Mockingbird song) –traditional American lullabyHush, little baby, don't say a word.Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbirdPage 4And if that mockingbird won't sing,Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ringAnd if that diamond ring turns brass,Papa's gonna buy you a looking glassAnd if that looking glass gets broke,Papa's gonna buy you a billy goatAnd if that billy goat won't pull,Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bullAnd if that cart and bull fall down,You'll still be the sweetest little baby in townI See the Moon –traditional IrishI see the moon, the moon sees meshining through the leaves of the old oak treeOh, let the light that shines on meshine on the one I love.Over the mountain, over the sea,back where my heart is longing to beOh, let the light that shines on meshine on the one I love.I hear the lark, the lark hears mesinging from the leaves of the old oak treeOh, let the lark that sings to mesing to the one I love,Over the mountains, over the seaback where my heart is longing to beOh, let the lark that sings to mesing to the one I love.

Sleep, My Babe –traditional Welsh lullabySleep, my babe, no ill betide theeAll through the night.Guardian angels watch beside theeAll through the night.O’er thy cradle stars are beamingSilver bright the moon is gleaming;You shall tread the land of dreamingAll through the night.While the earth in calm reposes,All through the night.You shall sleep as sleep the rosesAll through the night.Hushed from sorrow and repining,Rest until the sun is shining,In my loving arms recliningAll through the night.Page 5

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star –traditional nursery rhymeTwinkle, twinkle little starHow I wonder what you areUp above the world so highLike a diamond in the skyWhen the blazing sun is goneWhen he nothing shines uponThen you show your little lightTwinkle, twinkle all the nightThen the traveler in the darkThanks you for your tiny sparkHe could not see which way to goIf you did not twinkle so.In the dark blue sky you keepAnd often through my curtains peepFor you never shut your eye,‘til the sun is in the sky.As your bright and tiny sparkLights the traveler in the darkThough I know not what you are,Twinkle, twinkle, little star.Page 6

The Moon Lullaby –by Amy Robbins-WilsonI see the moon.The moon sees me.God bless the moon,And God bless meI see the stars.The stars see me.God bless the stars,And God bless meI see the world.The world sees me.God bless the world,And God bless me.I know an angelWatches over me.God bless the angels,And God bless me.Page 7

Too rah loo rah loo ralOver in KillarneyMany years ago,My Mother sang a song to meIn tones so sweet and low.Just a simple little ditty,In her good old Irish way,And l'd give the world if she could singThat song to me this day."Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry!Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that's an Irish lullaby."Oft in dreams I wanderTo that cot again,I feel her arms a-huggin' meAs when she held me then.And I hear her voice a -hummin'To me as in days of yore,When she used to rock me fast asleepOutside the cabin door.Page 8

Child of Sunshine by Amy Robbins-WilsonYou are my Child of SunshineYou are my very brightest moon,You are the starlight in my eyesFrom July right through June.You are the well where I do wishWhere fountains overflowYou are my deep primeval forestWhere the tall pines grow.You are my still and sleeping lakeYou are my winter squallAnd through all your changing moodsDeeper in love with you I fall.You are my wolf that howls at nightYou are my owl that hoots and criesAnd through all those darkened hoursI sing you lullabiesYou are my ocean’s wisest dreamYou are my cool wind’s favorite danceI am yours and you are mineAnd none of this is by chance.You are my Child of SunshineAnd when you travel near or far,I hope that you will always knowMy heart is where you are.Page 9

Wild Mountain Thyme –traditional EnglishOh, the Spring it is a comingAnd the trees are softly bloomingAnd the wild mountain thyme blooms along the purple heatherWill ye go, laddie, go? And we will all go togetherTo pick wild mountain thyme all along the purple heatherWill ye go, laddie, go?I shall build my love a bower over by yon crystal fountainAnd in it I shall pile all the treasures of the mountain.Will ye go, laddie, go? And we will all go togetherTo pick wild mountain thyme all along the purple heatherWill ye go, laddie, go?Well if my true love will not go, I shall surely find anotherWho’ll pick wild mountain thyme all along the purple heatherWill ye go, laddie, go? And we will all go togetherTo pick wild mountain thyme all along the purple heatherWill ye go, laddie, go?Down in the ValleyDown in the valley, valley so lowHang your head over, hear the wind blowHear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blowHang your head over, hear the wind blow.Roses love sunshine, violets love dewAngels in heaven know I love youKnow I love you, dear, know I love youAngels in heaven, know I love you.Writing this letter, containing three linesAnswer my question, "Will you be mine?""Will you be mine, dear, will you be mine?"Answer my question, "Will you be mine?"Repeat first versePage 10

The Riddle Song –traditional Appalachian lullabyI gave my love a cherryThat had no stoneI gave my love a chickenThat had no boneI gave my love a ringThat had no endI gave my love a babyWith no crying.I gave my love a cherry.How can there be a cherryThat has no stone?And how can there be a chickenThat has no bone?And how can there be a ringThat has no end?And how can there be a babyWith no crying?I gave my love a cherry.A cherry when it's bloomingIt has no stoneA chicken when in the shellIt has no boneA ring when it’s rollingIt has no endA baby when it's sleepinghas no cryin’.I gave my love a cherryOh, How Lovely is the Evening –traditional roundOh, how lovely is the eveningIs the eveningWhen the bells are sweetly ringingSweetly ringingDing, dong, ding, dong, ding, dongPage 11

GOODNIGHTKumbaya –traditional Creole SpiritualPage 12Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbayaKumbaya, my Lord, kumbayaKumbaya, my Lord, kumbayaOh, Lord, kumbayaCome by here, my Lord, come by hereCome by here, my Lord, come by hereCome by here, my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by hereSomeone's cryin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's cryin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's cryin' my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by hereSomeone's prayin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's prayin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's prayin' my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by hereSomeone's singin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's singin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's singin' my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by hereSomeone's sleepin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's sleepin' my Lord, come by hereSomeone's sleepin' my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by hereCome by here, my Lord, come by hereCome by here, my Lord, come by hereCome by here, my Lord, come by hereOh, Lord, come by here

All the Pretty Little Horses -traditional African American lullaby with newverse lyrics by Amy Robbins-WilsonHush-a-bye, don't you cry,Go to sleepy little baby.When you wake, you shall have,All the pretty little horses.Blacks and bays, dapples and grays,All the pretty little horses.In my arms, safe from harmRocks my lovely little baby.Deep blue skies, reflected in your eyesWorlds of wonder are yet to be.Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,Go to sleepy little baby.When you wake, you shall have,All the pretty little horses.Blacks and bays, dapples and graysAll the pretty little horses.Rock a bye Baby –traditional American lullabyRock-a-bye baby, in the tree topWhen the wind blows, the cradle will rockWhen the bough breaks, the cradle will fallAnd down will come baby, cradle and allPage 13

Angels Watch Over My Baby Girl -by Amy Robbins-WilsonAngels watch over my baby,Grant him a lifetime of your careSo that even when I cannot be with himI'll know you will always be there.Angels watch over my baby,Grant him a lifetime of your loveSo that even when my eyes are closedI'll know that you watch over from above.Angels watch over my baby,Bless every eyelash and curlFor there is no one on earth any dearerTo me, than my little baby girl.Angels Watch Over My Baby Boy -by Amy Robbins-WilsonAngels watch over my baby,Grant him a lifetime of your careSo that even when I cannot be with himI'll know you will always be there.Angels watch over my baby,Grant him a lifetime of your loveSo that even when my eyes are closedI'll know that you watch over from above.Angels watch over my baby,Grant him your laughter and joy.For there is no one on earth any dearer,to me, than my little baby boyPage 14