眠り疲れて

Oh, Mom, the dreams are not so bad

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, the old man is telling me something

His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin

And I just can't hear what he's saying

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, the kids are playing in pennies

They're up to their knees in money

And the dirt of the churchyard steps

Oh, Mom, that man he ripped out his lining

He tore out a piece of his body

To show us his clean quilted heart

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, the bird on the string is hanging

Her bones are twisting and dancing

She's fighting for her small life

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping

Oh, Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping