Baby nightmares

In the night when bad things wake you
There are always Daddy's arms
There to hold you and to take you
Far away from fear and harm

There to bring you to the bed
And lay you down by Mammy's head

There to hold you as he walks
And softly and ceaselessly, soothingly talks

There to cup your head in hands
That have carried you in many lands

There in Ireland, Sweden, home
So you will never be alone.