Sleep swing low sweet baby
Sweet dreams sleep sweet baby
Just like suckin' your thumb, you don't taste nothin'
You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours
Just another kid in the crawl

Sleep swing low sweet baby
Sweet dreams sleep sweet baby
Round and round and round she goes
Where she stops nobody knows
First your fingers and then your toes
And then your belly and then...
Goodness knows

You're married to this wood and iron (and you will be faithful)
They may tie you to a stone and drop you inna river
Your salvation

Sweet dreams sweet sweet baby
Your salvation