HUSH-A-BA birdie, croon, croon, Hush-a-ba birdie, croon, The sheep are gane to the silver wood, And the cows are gane to the broom, broom. And it's braw milking the kye, kye, It's braw milking the kye, The birds are singing, the bells are ringing, The wild deer come galloping by, by. And hush-a-ba birdie, croon, croon, Hush-a-ba birdie, croon, The gaits are gane to the mountain hie, And they'll no be hame till noon, noon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO BEACHEY, 1912 by CARL SANDBURG TO E. T.: 1917 by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE OF THE DAY ESTIVALL by ALEXANDER HUME UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 38 by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE PASSERS BY by AL-RADI BILLAH THE ARID LANDS by HERBERT BASHFORD |