Irish Lullaby

I'll put you myself, my baby ! to slumber,
Not as is done by the clownish number —
A yellow blanket and coarse sheet bringing,
But in golden cradle that's softly swinging
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my bonnie baby !
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my own sweet baby !

I'll put you myself, my baby ! to slumber
On sunniest day of the pleasant summer;
Your golden cradle on smooth lawn laying,
'Neath murmuring boughs that the winds are swaying
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my bonnie baby !
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my own sweet baby !

Slumber, my babe ! may the sweet sleep woo you,
And from your slumbers may health come to you !
May all diseases now flee and fear you ;
May sickness and sorrow never come near you !
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, ray bonnie baby !
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my own sweet baby !

Slumber, my babe ! may the sweet sleep woo you,
And from your slumbers may health come to you !
May bright dreams come, and come no other,
And I be never a childless mother,
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my bonnie baby !
To and fro, lulla lo,
To and fro, my own sweet baby !