Hush-a-bye, baby,
in the tree top.
When the wind blows,
the cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks,
the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby,
cradle and all.
Hush-a-bye, baby,
Your cradle is green,
Daddy’s a king,
And Mommy’s a queen;
Sister’s a lady
Who wears a gold ring;
Brother’s a drummer
Who plays for the king.
Hush-a-bye, baby,
Way up on high,
Never mind, baby,
Mommy is nigh,
Swinging the baby
All around —
Hush-a-bye, baby,
Up hill and down.
Author
Jeff Johnson is an early learning trainer, podcaster, and author and the founder of Explorations Early Learning and Playvolution HQ.
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