Won't you stretch imagination for a moment and come with me Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea Hide behind the cherry blossoms Here's a sight that will please your eyes There's a lady with a baby of Japan, singing lullabies Hear her as she sighs
Here's the Japanese Sandman sneaking on with the dew Just an old second-hand man, he'll buy your old day from you He will take every sorrow of the day that is through And he'll bring you tomorrow, just to start a life anew
Then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake And you'll be a bit bolder in the new day you make There's the Japanese Sandman, trading silver for gold Just an old second-hand man trading new days for old
Then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake And you'll be a bit bolder in the new day you make Here's the Japanese Sandman, trading silver for gold Just an old second-hand man trading new days for old