Here comes the Sandman, stepping so lightly,
Creeping along on the tips of his toes.
As he scatters the sand with his own tiny hand,
In the eyes of the sleepy children.
Go to sleep my darling, close your weary eyes,
The lady moon is watching from out the starry skies.
The little stars are peeping, to see if you are sleeping,
Go to sleep, my darling, go to sleep, good night.
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