Ragtime Lullaby by George Gershwin

Originally Posted By HeyentahWon'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 a thrush in a twilight high.So you can hear the rhythm of the ripples on the side of the boat, as you sail away to dreamland.High above the moon you hear a silvery note, as the sandman takes your hand.So rock-a-by my baby, don't you cry my baby,sleepy-time is nigh.Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby,So rock-a-by my baby, don't you cry my baby, sleepy-time is nigh.Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby