Oh mom, the dreams are not so bad

Its just that theres so much to do

And Im tired of sleeping

Oh mom, the old man is telling me something

His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin

And I just cant hear what hes saying

Oh mom, I wonder when Ill be waking

Its just that theres so much to do

And Im tired of sleeping

Oh mom, the kids are playing in pennies

Theyre up to their knees in money

And the dirt of the churchyard steps

Oh mom, that man he ripped out his lining

He tore out a piece of his body

To show us his "clean quilted heart"

Oh mom, I wonder when Ill be waking

Its just that theres so much to do

And Im tired of sleeping

Oh mom, the bird on the string is hanging

Her bones are twisting and dancing

Shes fighting for her small life

Oh mom, I wonder when Ill be waking

Its just that theres so much to do

And Im tired of sleeping

Oh mom, I wonder when Ill be waking

Its just that theres so much to do

And Im tired of sleeping