Hush-a-ba birdie, croon, croon

Hush-a-ba, birdie, croon, croon,

The sheep are gane to the silver wood,

An' the coos

are gane to the broom, broom,

An' it's braw

milkin' the kye, kye;

The birds are singing,

The bells are ringing,

The wild deer come galloping bye, bye.

Hush-a-ba, birdie, croon, croon,

The ewes are gane to the mountain top,

An' they'll no' be hame till noon, noon,

An' it's braw

herdin' the kye, kye;

The lambs are skipping,

The sun is dipping,

An' bairnie maun

hush-a-ba, bye, bye.

Hush-a-ba, birdie, croon, croon,

Your mither

is weary wi' watchin' here,

An' fain wad she lie doun, doun,

An' to rest she'll no be blate, blate;

The fire is sinkin'

And mither

is thinkin'

Her bairnie maun

sleep for it's late, late.