Rock-a-by, rock-a-by, little brown baby, Safe on the green branch so high, Shut your bright black eyes and go to sleep, baby, While the wood-wind sings, "Hush-a-by-by." "Hush-a-by-hush," 'tis the voice of the forest, "Hush-a-by-hush," the leaves seem to say, "Hush-a-by-hush," sing the wild birds in chorus, Up in the tree-tops so far, far away. Rock-a-by, rock-a-by, swinging so gently, See, from the dark woods so cool and so deep, The little gray squirrel, the timid brown rabbit, Are coming to see if papoose is asleep. Mother will watch by her little brown baby, Swinging aloft on the green branch so high, No harm can come to the little brown baby, Hush-a-by, rock-a-by, hush-a-by-by. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN I WROTE A LITTLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH EIGHTEEN-DOLLAR TAXI TRIP TO TIZAPAN AND BACK TO CHAPALA by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: OSCAR HUMMEL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF JOHN KEATS' DEATH by SARA TEASDALE |