There’s a very old man with wings so grand
He’s only 5 inches high
And he carries a sack on his old bent back
This amazing old man can fly
In his sack on his back is golden sand
You can see him digging deep
As he sprinkles the sand from his little fat hand
To help boys and girls to sleep
So don’t keep the sandman waiting
He’s really in such a state
There’s a boy in France putting on his pants
Because he thinks the sandman is late
Now don’t keep the sandman waiting
Did I hear his wings just buzz?
Or was someone snoring, the sand is pouring
He’s very good at what he does
There’s many boys and girls
It’s a great big world
And the Sandman he’s just one
And we’ve all got to sleep, so we musn’t keep
His work from being done
He’d never say it to you, but its very true
You’ll be sleeping sooner or later
He should leave very soon
He’s gotta catch the moon
Before it crosses the equator
So don’t keep the sandman waiting
He’s got promises to keep
There’s a girl in Russia
Just finished her supper
And she really should get to sleep
Now don’t keep the sandman waiting
It’s more than just because
We should all be snoring
Let the sand start pouring
And we’ll all dream of white winged doves
