John O'dreams

When midnight comes and people homeward tread Seek now your blanket and your feather bed Home comes the rover, his journey's over Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams Across the hill, the sun has gone astray Tomorrow's cares are many dreams away The stars are flying, your candle is dying Yield up the darkness to old John O' Dreams Yield up the darkness to old John O' Dreams Both man and master in the night are one All things are equal when the day is done The prince and the ploughman, the slave and the freeman All find their comfort in old John O' Dreams All find their comfort in old John O' Dreams When sleep it comes the dreams come running clear The hawks of morning cannot reach you here Sleep is a river, flows on forever And for your boatman choose old John O' Dreams And for your boatman choose old John O' Dreams When midnight comes and people homeward tread Seek now your blanket and your feather bed Home comes the rover, his journey's over Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams Yield up the night time to old John O' Dreams