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 a 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 a lullaby, lullaby,
Sing for the love of weeping and burning,
And sing for the love of wheeling and turning.
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 a 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 a lullaby, lullaby,
Sing for the love of weeping and burning,
And sing for the love of wheeling and turning.