Amid the roses mary sits and rocks her jesus child,
While among the tree tops, sighs a breeze so warm and mild.
And soft and sweetly, sings a bird upon the bow
Aaahh baby, dear one, slumber now.
Happy is thy laughter,
Silent is thy holy rest
Lay thy head in slumber,
Soft upon thy mother's breast
Aaahh baby dear one, slumber now