Lullaby in Ragtime

Won't you play the music so the cradle can rock To a lullaby in ragtime? Sleepy hands are creepin' to the end of the clock Play a lullaby in ragtime You can tell the sandman is on his way By the way that they play As still as the trill of a thrush in a twilight high So you can hear the Rhythm of the ripples on the side of the boat As you sail away to Dreamland High above the moon you hear a silvery note As the sandman takes your hand So rock-a-bye, my baby Don't you cry, my baby Sleepy-time is nigh Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby? So rock-a-bye, my baby Don't you cry, my baby Sleepy-time is nigh Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby?