Shadows slowly creeping
Down the prairie trail.
Everything is sleeping.
Ah, but the nightingale.
Moon will soon be climbing
In the purple sky.
Night winds all a-humming
This tender lullaby.
Cares of the day have fled
My little sleepyhead.
Stars are in the sky.
Time that the prayers were said
My little sleepyhead
To a prairie lullaby.
[Refrain]
Saddle up your pony,
Sandman's here
To guide you down the trail of dreams.
Tumble in bed my tired,
My little sleepyhead
To a prairie lullaby.
[Refrain]
Writer(s): Billy Hill
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