All the pretty little horses

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry

Go to sleepy little baby

Go to sleepy little baby.

When you wake, you shall have

All the pretty little horses

All the pretty little horses.

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys

All the pretty little horses.

Way down yonder in the meadow

Lies a poor little lamby.

Bees and butterflies flitting round his eyes

Poor little thing is crying, "Mammy."

Go to sleep, don't you cry

Rest your head upon a clover

Rest your head upon a clover.

In your dreams you shall ride

While your mammy's watchin' over.

Blacks and bays, dapples and greys

All the pretty little horses

All the pretty little horses

All the pretty little horses.