There's not a rose where I seek Comely as my baby's cheek There's not a comb of honey-bee, So full of sweets as babe to me And it's O! so sweet Sweet and a lullaby There's not a star that shines on high Brighter than my baby's eye Not a boat upon the sea Can dance like baby does for me And it's O! so sweet Sweet and a lullaby And it's O! so sweet Sweet and a lullaby No silk has ever spun so fine As the hair of baby mine My baby smells more sweet to me Smells of spring in the elder tree And it's O! so sweet Sweet and a lullaby