Lullaby in Ragtime
Won’t you play the music
So the cradle can rock
To a lullaby in ragtime

Sleepy hands are creeping
To the end of the clock
Play a lullaby in ragtime

You can tell the sandman is on his way
By the way that they play
As still as the trill of the thrush
In a twilight hush

So you can hear the rhythm
Of the ripple on the side of the boat
As you sail away in dreamland
High above the moon
You hear a silvery note
As the sandman takes your hand

So rockabye my baby
Don’t you cry my baby
Sleeptime is nigh
Won’t you rock me in a ragtime lullaby

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