Chorus:
Hush, hush, time to be sleeping,
Hush, hush, dreams come a-creeping,
Dreams o' peace and o' freedom
So smile in your sleep, bonnie baby.

Once our valleys were ringing
With sounds of our children singing,
But now sheep bleat till the evening
And shielings lie empty and broken.

Chorus:

We stood with heads bowed in prayer
While factors laid our cottages bare,
The flames fired the clear mountain air
And many were dead in the morning.

Chorus:

Where was our proud Highland mettle?
Our men once so famed in battle
Now stand cowed, huddled like cattle,
And soon to be shipped o'er the ocean.

Chorus:

No use pleading or praying,
Now gone, gone, all hope of staying,
So hush, hush, the anchor's a-weighing,
Don't cry in your sleep, bonnie baby.