Worthy Wood
Samuel Lee
Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my lovely, lovely little one
For your heart is heavy, heavy gold
For your precious hand to hold
Sleep then
Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my lovely, lovely little one
For the dear god he don't mind
If you finds us too unkind
Sleep then
Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my lovely, lovely little one
You will come to cry for we
For the cutting of the tree
The elder for the criss-cross tree
Diminishing responsibility
A Gypsy nail prophecy
Inherit no one's tragedy
Sleep then
Sleep my darling, darling little one