Here comes the Sandman stepping so lightly,
Stealing along on the tips of his toes;
And he scatters the sand With his own little hand.
In the eyes of the sleepy children.
Oh! hear the Sandman singing so softly.
Singing the children to sleep everywhere.
See how drowsy they grow;
Tired heads drooping low,
And hear the sandman singing.
Go to sleep my children, close your sleepy eyes.
The lady moon is watching from out the dark'ning skies.
The little stars are peeping to see if you are sleeping.
Go to sleep my children.
Go to sleep goodnight.