Treasure Island

Udiah (witness to Yah)

(1959 / USA)

Night Night Time


It's night night time
It's night night time
It's night night night night time
It's night night time

Now close your eyes, start counting sheep
Make not a single peep
Soon you'll be drifting off to sleep
With many pleasant dreams to reap

It's night night time
It's night night time
It's night night night night time
It's night night time

Goodbye to the day that has past
Come and gone way too fast
Hello stars in heaven's great vast
Tomorrow will be here at last!

It's night night time
It's night night time
It's night night night night time
It's night night time









© 2011







Submitted: Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011

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