"All the Pretty Little Horses" as written by and David Robert/loggins Pack....
Hush-a-bye,
Don't you cry,
Go to sleepy, little baby.
When you wake
You shall have all the pretty little horses.

Blacks and bays,
Dapples and grays,
All the pretty little horses.

Way down yonder
In the meadow
Lies my poor little babe.
Bees and butterflies
A pecking on his eyes.
Poor little thing is crying mammy.

Blacks and bays,
Dapples and grays,
All the pretty little horses.

Go to sleep little baby,
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses.


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