| Can you not hush your weeping? |
| All the birds are sleeping |
| Birdies are nesting, nestling together |
| Dream Angus is hurtling o’re the heather. |
| Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell! |
| Angus is here with dreams to sell. |
| Hush, my dear baby, and sleep without fear |
| Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear. |
| List' to the curlew crying, oh |
| Faintly the echoes dying, oh |
| Even the birdies and beasties are sleeping, |
| But my bonnie bairn lies weeping, weeping. |
| Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell |
| Angus is here with dreams to sell |
| Hush my dear baby and sleep without fear |
| Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear |
| Soon the lavrock sings his song |
| Welcoming the coming dawn |
| Lambies hurry down together |
| With the ewes all in the heather |
| Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell |
| Angus is here with dreams to selll |
| Hush my dear baby, sleep without fear |
| Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear |
| Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell |
| Angus is here with dreams to sell |
| Hush my dear baby and sleep without fear |
| Dream Angus has brought you a dream, my dear |