Worthy Wood

Sleep my darling, darling little one
Sleep my lovely, lovely little one
For your heart is heavy gold
For your precious hands 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 he 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