20 Lullabies to sing to babies

  • All the pretty horses
  • All through the night
  • Blake’s cradle song
  • Brahms Lullaby
  • Bye baby bunting
  • Carol Lullaby – Sing, little bird a lullaby.
  • Golden Slumbers 1
  • Golden slumbers kiss thine eyes 2
  • Maori  Lullaby - Loola loola loola loola byby
  • Non-stop Lullaby - Bybybabybybybaby
  • O men from the fields
  • Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird
  • Rockaby baby on the tree-top
  • Scots Lullaby -The Fidgetty Bairn
  • Song of the Storm-King 
  • Spanish lullaby – Little shoes they are selling
  • Toora, loora, loora
  • Walter Scott’s Lullaby of an Infant Scottish Chief
  • William Barne’s Dorsetshire Lullaby
  • Your father tends the sheep

 1 All the pretty horses

Hush-a-bye don't you cry, Go to sleep-y, little baby.

When you wake you shall have All the pretty little horses.

Blacks and bays, dapple grays, Coach and six white horses.

Hush-a-bye don't you cry, Go to sleep-y, little baby

2  All through the night

Sleep my child and peace attend thee, All through the night
Guardian angels God will send thee, All through the night

Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping,
I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night

Angels watching, e'er around thee, All through the night
Midnight slumber close surround thee, All through the night

Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping
I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night

3. Blake’s  cradle  song

Sweet dreams, form a shade O’er my lovely infant’s head

Sweet dreams of pleasant streams By happy, silent, moony beams.

Sweet Sleep, with soft down Weave thy brows an infant crown

Sweet Sleep, angel mild, Hover o’er my happy child,

Smile on thee, on me, on all, who became and infant small;

Infant smiles are His own smiles; Heaven and earth to peace beguiles.

4 Brahms Lullaby

Sleep then, my Kindlein, O sleep, Slowly the long shadows creep . . .
Mm mm mm m m . Mm mm mm m m Mm m m mm m m.  O sleeeeep.

5 Bye baby bunting

Bye baby bunting, Daddy’s gone a-hunting
Gone to get a rabbitskin To wrap the baby bunting in.

6 Carol Lullaby

Sing little bird, a lullaby, the sweetest you can sing
Fly to the top of yonder tree, Lullaby, baby King

7. Golden slumbers kiss your eyes

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles await you when you rise.

Sleep, pretty baby, Do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby.

Cares you know not,Therefore sleep,

While over you a watch I'll keep.

Sleep, pretty darling, Do not cry,

And I will sing a lullaby.

8.  Golden slumbers kiss thine eyes - 2

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake thee when you rise.

Sleep, little pigeon and fold your wings, Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes.

Sleep to the singing of mother bird swinging, Swinging the nest where her little one lies

Away out yonder I see a star, Silvery star with a tinkling song

To the soft dew falling I hear it calling, Calling and tinkling the night along.

9 Maori  Lullaby

Loola loola loola loola byby, Go to sleep, little ba-bi

Loola loola loola loola byby, Go to sleep ba-bi dear.

You shall have the moon to play with, You shall havehe stars to run away with

If you don’t cry.

So Loola loola loola loola byby, Go to sleep ba-bi dear.

10 Non-stop Lullaby

Byeby baby, byeby baby, Byeby baby, byee byee by, Byeby baby, Byeby baby . .

 

11 O men from the fields

O men from the fields, come gently within

tread softly softly, O men coming in

Mavourneen is going from me and from you

where Mary will fold him in mantle of blue.

From reek of the smoke and cold of the floor

And the peering of things across the half-door.

O men from the fields Softly softly come through,

Mary puts round him her mantle of blue.

      Padraic Colum

12 Hush, little baby

Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass, Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull, Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover

And if that dog named Rover won't barkPapa's gonna buy you a horse and cart

And if that horse and cart fall down, You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town.

 

13 Rockaby baby on the tree-top

Rockaby baby on the tree-top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock,

When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby and cradle and all.

 

14 Scots Lullaby -The Fidgetty Bairn

This gentle and lovely Scots lullaby is interrupted at intervals when the singer becomes frustrated with her fidgetty bairn and tries a faster and firmer note.

15. Song of the Storm King

The sky is dark and the hills are white
As the Storm-King speeds from the North tonight

And this is the song that the Storm-King sings
As over the world his cloak he flings -

“Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep”

He rustles his wings and gruffly sings, “Sleep, little one, sleep.”

 

16 Spanish lullaby

At the gate of heaven little shoes they are selling

For the little barefooted angels there dwelling

Slumber my ba-bi, slumber my ba-bi, aroo, aroo.

God will bless the babies so peacefully sleeping

God will bless the mothers whose watch they are keeping,

Slumber my ba-bi, slumber my ba-bi, aroo, aroo.

        

17 Toora, loora, loora

Toora, loora, loora, Toora, loora, li

Toora, loora, loora, Hush, now, don't you cry

Ah,

Toora, loora, loora, Toora, loora, li

Toora, loora, loora, It's an Irish lullaby

Over in Killarney, many years ago

My mother sang this song to me in tones so sweet and low

Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way

And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day

Toora, loora, loora, Toora, loora, li

Toora, loora, loora, Hush, now, don't you cry

Ah,

Toora, loora, loora, Toora, loora, li

Toora, loora, loora, It's an Irish lullaby

 

18 Walter Scott’s Lullaby of an  Infant Scottish Chief

Oh hush thee, my baby, thy sire was a knight,

Thy mother a lady, both lovely and bright;

The woods and the glens from the towers which we see

they all are belonging, dear baby, to thee.

Oh fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows,

I t calls but the warders who guard thy repose,

Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red

E’er the step of a foeman draws near to they bed.

 

19 William Barne’s Dorsetshire Lullaby

The rook’s nest do rock on the treetop Where few foes can stand

The martin’s is high and is deep In the steep cliff of sand;

But thou, love, asleeping Where footsteps might come to thy bed,

Hast father and mother to watch thee And shelter thy head.

Lullaby, Lilybrow, lie asleep. Blest be thy rest.

And some birds do keep under roofing Their young from the storm

And some with nesthoodings of moss And of wool do lie waarm.

And we will look well to the house-roof That o’er thee might leak

And the beast that might beat on they window Shall not smite thy cheek.

Lullaby, Lilybrow, lie asleep. Blest Be thy rest.

 

20 Sleep, baby, sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep, Your father tends the sheep

Your mother shakes the dreamland tree, And from it fall sweet dreams for thee

Sleep, baby, sleep. Sleep, baby, sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep, Our cottage vale is deep

The little lamb is on the green, With snowy fleece so soft and clean

Sleep, baby, sleep, Sleep, baby, sleep