Chorus.
- Hush, hush, time tae be sleepin
Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin
Dreams of peace and of freedom,
So smile in your sleep, bonny baby
Where stands our proud Highland mettle
Our men, once sae feared in battle
Now stand, cowed, huddled like cattle
Await tae be shipped o’er the ocean
Oh, we stood with our heads bowed in prayer
while factors laid our cottages bare
The flames fired the clear mountain air
and many were dead in the mornin.
Nae use pleading’ or grieving’ - Now gone. gone, all hopes of stayin’
Hush hush, now. The anchor’s a-weighin’
Don’t cry in your sleep, bonny baby