Hush, little Watson, don't you cry,

Sherlock's written you a lullaby.

He plays it on his violin,

As long as you're happy, then it's a win.

He jumped from a roof, and you were sad,

Sherlock's suicide was really bad.

But these words of his should stick.

"It's a trick, it's just a magic trick."

So hush your crying, little one,

I know you're sad, and think Sherlock's gone.

Again, I've left you all alone.

Believe me when I say, I'm sorry, John.