Lyrics

Won't you play the music So the cradle can rock To a lullabye in ragtime Sleepy hands are creeping To the end of the clock Play a lullabye 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 At twilights hush 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 lullabye Won't you play the music So the cradle can rock To a lullabye in ragtime Sleepy hands are creeping To the end of the clock Play a lullabye 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 At twilights hush 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 lullabye
Writer(s): Sylvia Fine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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