Hush now, child, now go to bed
Now close your eyes, rest your head
For now we end our day.

And while you sleep, the pirates creep
Into the town and up the street
To carry you away.

And you shall be a pirate king
A king of endless isles
The gentle rain shall fall on you
The lazy sun shall smile

And yours will be a bonny ship
And bonny be your crew
And singers who sing of wondrous things
Of treasure maps and golden rings
And birds that swim, and fish with wings
And the dreams that are dreamed by pirate kings
Shall sing of you.

(public domain photo by State Library of Victoria Collections)