Child among the weeds
Don't need no beads
Just sing him a lullaby, lullaby
All the long night through

An old man in a rocking chair
Will need you there
You have to sing him a lullaby, lullaby
All the warm day too

But a young man in and among your sheets
Will leave a seed and weep
So sing him lullaby, lullaby
Warm day, cold night too

Fly, bird, fly, on your raven wing
Take to the sky
And sing for the love of wheeling and turning
The day has only just begun
The silver sun is shining
Wake up, wake up, everyone, the day is only dazzling
Fly bird, fly on your raven wing
Take to the skies
And sing for the love of wheeling and turning

Child among the weeds
Don't need no beads
Just sing him lullaby, lullaby
Sing for the love of weeping and burning
And sing for the love of wheeling and turning