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O can ye sew cushions?
Or can ye sew sheets?
An' can ye sing ba-la-loo
When the bairnie greetsÉ
An' hee an' ba, birdie,
An' hee an' ba, lamb,
Ah' hee an' ba, birdie,
My bonnie wee man.
Hee O, wee O, what'll I do
wi' ye?
Black is the life that I lead wi' ye;
Owre mono o' ye, little to gie ye,
Hee O, wee O, what'll I do wi' ye?
Now hush-a-ba, lammie,
An' hush-a-ba, dear;
Now hush-a-ba, lammie,
Thy minnie is here,
The Wild wind is ravin',
Thy minnie's heart's sair;
The wild wind is ravin',
An' ye dinna care.
Hee O. wee O, etc.
Sing ba-la-]oo, lammie,
Sing bo-la-loo, dear;
Does wee lammie ken
That his daddie's no hereÉ
Ye're, rockin' fu' sweetly
On mammie`s warm knee,
But daddies a-rockin'
Upon the saut sea.
Hee O, wee O, etc.
O I hung thy cradle
On yon holly top.
An' aye as the wind blew
Thy cradle did rock.
An' hush-a-ba, babv,
O ba-lilly-loo;
Am' he an' ba, birdie,
My bonnie wee doo!
Hee O, wee O, etc. |
