my darlin', the party hasn't end everyone's going to bed. so get up of that chair and we'll get out of here if we leave right away we'll be back before dawn
when you get home you can sleep you can lay down to sleep in my arms
i told you, you should not drink, Rosie it doenst mix well with your brain but i'll hold your hair back (?) when your head starts to spin like your top of last week (?) and will happen again
but there's no place i'd rather be when you lay down to sleep in my arms
im just a fool in a very big world i dont know much of nothin' i told
but if you're needing a half-wit (?) companion i will come anytime that you call
the sun's coming up through the branches the pillow is soft 'neath your head so forget all a'buzz (?) and a smoke of a town you're here in my arms and not all that matters now
lay down your head for to sleep and i lay down to sleep in your arms
for i haven't to look at in a world when you lay down to sleep in my arms.