They are fluttering and fluttering, like birds upon the tree, —
Baby bye! Baby bye!
Then shut them tight, my precious, one for you and one for me, —
Bye oh! Baby bye! —

Away down in the sheepfold, all the lambkins are at rest, —
The little chickabiddies in the feathers soft are pressed, —
And good old Mammy Nature holds them all upon her breast, —
Bye oh! Baby bye! —
Um! Um! Um! Um!
Bye oh! Baby bye!

We say we're men and women at the early dawn of day, —
Baby bye! Baby bye!
But the sunset finds us children, with tears to wipe away, —
Bye oh! Baby bye!

No shame to us that stumbled, if we tried to do our part,
No blame to us for failing, if we made an honest start, —
Then take it all to Mammy! lay it all upon her heart, —
Bye oh! Baby bye!
Um! Um! Um! Um!
Bye oh! Baby bye!