Baby is going to Bye-lo-land,
Going to see the sights so grand:
Out of the sky the wee stars peep,
Watching to see her fast asleep.
Swing so,
Bye-lo!
Over the hills to Bye-lo-land.
Oh the bright dreams in Bye-lo-land,
All by the loving angels planned!
Soft little lashes downward close,
Just like the petals of a rose.
Swing so,
Bye-lo!
Prettiest eyes in Bye-lo-land!

Sweet is the way to Bye-lo-land,
Guided by mother's gentle hand.
Little lambs now are in the fold,
Little birds nestle from the cold.
Swing so,
Bye-lo!
Baby is safe in Bye-lo-land!