hush little baby dont say a word, mamma's gonna buy you a mocking bird. and if that mocking bird wont sing, mamma's gonna rip off its little wings. hush little baby dont you cry, birdie's not dead, birdie just cant fly. hush little baby birdie's screaming in pain. birdie's blood is being pulled by the pouring rain. hush little baby i didnt mean to lie. i really didnt think that birdie would die.