That Sly Old Gentleman - Lyrics

Now listen here young fellow It's getting pretty late, I think it's time That you turn'd off those tears. Perhaps you think you're diff'rent. Perhaps you think you're great? Or do you think you're Grown up for your years? You'd better go to sleep, My fine young man. But if I can't convince you, Someone can. That sly old gentleman From featherbed lane. Is watching you, He's peeping thro' your window pane. He's gatherd sand from the skies That glitters and gleams. He'll sprinkle your eyes with dreams. He'll make your little heart So happy and gay. You'll ride a rocking horse Along the Milky Way. Why stay awake? Better take that slumber train. With that sly old gentleman From featherbed lane. That sly old gentleman From featherbed lane. Is watching you, He's peeping thro' your window pane. He's gatherd sand from the skies That glitters and gleams. He'll sprinkle your eyes with dreams. He'll make your little heart So happy and gay. You'll ride a rocking horse Along the Milky Way. Why stay awake? Better take that slumber train. With that sly old gentleman From featherbed lane.