Sleep, swing low sweet baby

Sweet dreams, sleep sweet baby

Just like suckin your thumb
You dont taste nuthin

You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours

Just another kid in the crawl



Sleep, swing low sweet baby

Sweet dreams, sleep sweet baby

Round and round and round she goes

Where she stops nobody knows

First your fingers and then your toes

And then your belly and then...

Goodness knows



You're married to this wood and iron

They may tie you to a stone and drop you in a river

Your salvation