BY-LO, BABY, BY-LO.
Copyright, 1896, by The Zeno Mauvais Music Co.
Words and Music by Lee Johnson.
'Tis but a little baby, the pride of mother's heart,
'To nestle on her bosom, to watch it wake and start:
And when the baby's tired out, or should it start and cry.
You place it in its cradle, and sing this lullaby:
By-lo, baby, by-lo, go to sleep, my dear:
Close your eyes, my darling, mamma's always near;
By-lo, baby, by-lo, slumber without fear,
With sweet dreams of childhood, by-lo, baby dear.
To hug and fondle baby, what bliss a mother's joy,
To fondle and play goo-goo, for be it girl or boy;
And when the baby's sulky, With coaxing you do try.
Then press it to your bosom, and sing this lullaby:- Chorus.
You watch the little baby-a prize, a mother's care-
You watch it and you wonder if others will compare;
You kiss the baby sweetly, and when no one is nigh,
You look into its cradle, and sing this lullaby:- Chorus.
* Baby cry. Back of stage, or in orchestra.