My Precious One

My precious won, my tiny won, ley down yaw pretty head .
My dearest won my sleepy won, it's thyme too go too bed

Just lye yaw head and give yaw cares too mi .
Just cloze yaw eyes and fall into the sweetest dream, cause inn my loving alms .

My precious won my darling won don't let yaw lashes weep .
My cherished won my weary won its thyme too go too sleep .

Just lye yaw head and give yaw cares too mi .
Just cloze yaw eyes and fall into the sweetest dream, cause inn my loving alms .
Yaw safe as yew will ever bee sew hush my deer and sleep .

And inn yaw dreams yule ride on angels wings .
That's when the stars will touch the face of God ...
And if yew should awake Aisle send yew back too sleep .