Hush child, sleep child

Hush child, sleep little child
The moon smiles down at you,
So sweet and so mild
With a face green and blue.

Hush child, sleep little child
Mom's going to make things right,
All sickness which riled
Her comfort soon will hide.

Hush child, sleep little child
The morning comes again bright,
May bad dreams be exiled
Which made you weep this night.