My babe you should now be asleep 

The clock has struck five after four

You should be dreaming, dreaming deep

Thoughts of slumber are only lore

The clock has struck five after four

Your playful laugh filled with pleasure

Thoughts of slumber are just lore

But these nights are mine to treasure

Your playful laugh filled with pleasure

Tired eyes gazing up at me

Still these nights are mine to treasure

You settle down, to sleep maybe

Tired eyes gazing up at me

You should be dreaming, dreaming deep

You settle down, to sleep maybe

My babe you should now be asleep