GOOD NIGHT.
Baby, baby, lay your head
On your pretty little bed;
Shut your eye-peeps, now the day
And the light are gone away;
All the clothes are tuck’d in tight,
Little baby dear, good night.
Yes, my darling, well I know
How the bitter wind doth blow
And the winter’s snow and rain
Patter on the window pane;
But they cannot come in here
To my little baby dear.
For the curtains warm are spread
Round about her cradle-bed;
And her little night-cap hides
Every breath of air besides;
So ’till morning shineth bright,
Little baby dear, good night.
