Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
I'm a'gonna buy three little bluebirds
One for to whistle, one for to sing
One for to do most any little thing
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
Well, I'm gonna send thee
Three by three
Three, for the Hebrew children
Two, for the Paul and Silas
One, for the little-bitty baby
Was born, born
Born in Bethlehem
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
I'm a'gonna buy three huntin' dogs
One for to kill, one for to shout
And one to talk to when I go out
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
Wеll, I'm gonna send thee
Six by six
Six, for the six that nevеr got fixed
Five, for the five that stayed alive
Four, for the four that stood at the door
Three, for the Hebrew children
Two, for the Paul and Silas
One for the little-bitty baby
Was born, born
Born in Bethlehem
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
I'm a'gonna buy three muley cows
One for to the milk, one to plow my corn
One for to pray on Christmas morn
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
Well, I'm gonna send thee
Nine by nine
Nine, for the nine that looked so fine
Eight, for the eight that stood at the gate
Seven, for the seven that came from Heaven
Six, for the six that never got fixed
Five, for the five that stayed alive
Four, for the four that stood at the door
Three, for the Hebrew children
Two, for the Paul and Silas
One, for the little-bitty baby
Was born, born
Born in Bethlehem
Hey, hey, my lordin' Lord
I'm a'gonna buy three little bluebirds
One for to sing, one for to mourn
One for to pray when I am gone