Lullaby

No more he'll hear the tempter.

His form was of the most beautiful.

His heart was kind and sweet

Faithful below

Tom did his

No.

Now he's gone.

Tom never from his word departed.

Virtues were so rare.

His friends were many and true.

And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly, Amen is the time and hour.

Love is God.

It shall poor Tom find pleasant

weather when he who all commands

Shall give to call life's crew

The word to pipe.

all hands Thus death will keep

and tolls dispatches in vain Tom's

life hath got for those

His body's on the hat.

is so

is gone.