text: Rock-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
  Baby is drowsing, cozy and fair
  Mother sits near in her rocking chair
  Forward and back the cradle she swings
  Though baby sleeps, he hears what she sings
  Rock-a-bye baby, do not you fear
  Never mind, baby, Mother is near
  Wee little fingers, eyes are shut tight
  Now sound asleep until morning light
  Rock-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