Rock a Bye Baby

Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all

Rock-a-bye, baby, Your cradle is green,
Father's a King, And Mother's a queen.
Sister's a Lady, And wears a gold ring,
Brother's a drummer, And plays for the king.

Hmmmmmm

Rock-a-bye baby,Way up on high,
Never mind baby, Mother is 'nigh
Up to the ceiling, Down to the ground,
Rock-a-bye baby, Up hill and down.

Hmmmmmm