The Children Sing, no. 127
Sleep, Baby Sleep

1. Sleep, baby sleep. Thy father guards the sheep, Thy mother shakes the dreamland tree, And from it fall sweet dreams for thee; Sleep, baby sleep. Sleep, baby sleep.

2. Sleep, baby sleep. The large stars are the sheep, The little ones, the lambs, I guess, The gentle one the shepherdess, Sleep, baby sleep. Sleep, baby sleep.