Rockabye, Baby

My daughter's favorite songs are, not surprisingly, the familiar songs of childhood that I sing to her often.  I chose Edelweiss, Do-Re-Mi, and In My Daughter's Eyes as early lullabies because I liked them, plus there were always the songs I made up.  As she got older I would sing songs during bathtime.  She'll be Comin' Round the Mountain is a fun one because it's upbeat.  I'm currently doing an injustice to a song half-remembered -- something about "Froggy went a'courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh, uh-huh".  I'll have to Google it sometime to find out the rest.  Her requests in recent months have been "Baa, Baa Black Sheep," "Row, Row, Row Your Boat," and "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." But the past couple of weeks, she begins to request "Rockabye, Baby" (the one that begins: Rockabye, baby on the tree top) as we're walking down the hall to her bedroom.  I usually have to sing it three or four times (yes, I'm a sucker for a little voice in a darkened room asking for songs).