A Field In England (Full Soundtrack Mix)

Balloo my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep

If thou'lt be silent I'll be glad

Thy moaning makes my heart feel sad

Balloo my boy, thy mother's joy

Thy father bred me great to annoy

Balloo Balloo, Balloo Balloo

Balloo Balloo, loo lee loo loo

O'er thee I keep my lonely watch

Intent thy lightest breath to catch

Oh when thou wak'st to see thee smile

And thus my sorrow to beguile

Balloo my boy, thy mother's joy

Thy father bred me great to annoy

Balloo my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep

Twelve weary months have crept away

Since he upon thy natal day

Left thee and me to seek afar

A bloody fate in doubtful war

Balloo my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep

If thou'lt be silent I'll be glad

Thy moaning makes my heart feel sad

I dreamed a dream but yesternight

Thy father slain in foreign fight

He wounded stood beside my bed

His blood ran down upon thy head

He spoke no word but looked on me

Bent low and gave a kiss to thee

Balloo Balloo, my darling boy

Thou'rt now alone thy mother's joy