Chorus:
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleepy little baby,
When you awake, you will have cake,
And all the pretty little horses.
Black and bay, dapple and grey,
Coach and six-a little horses,
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleepy little baby.
Chorus:
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleepy little baby,
When you awake, you will have cake,
And all the pretty little horses.
Way down yonder, down in the meadow,
There's a poor little lamby,
The bees and the butterflies peckin' out its eyes,
The poor little thing cried mammy.
Chorus:
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,
Go to sleepy little baby,
When you awake, you will have cake,
And all the pretty little horses.
Here lie the struggles, triumphs, loves, hates, desires, wishes, prayers, and needs of an ordinary family as we worship an extraordinary God!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
All the pretty little horses.
I just ... think this is sweet. I was already thinking of it, and had to look it up. Just to see how sweet it really is.
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