Bye bye baby 
Time to hit the road to dreamland 
You're mine baby 
Dig you in the land of nod 
Hold tight baby 
We'll be swinging up in dreamland 
All night baby 
Where the little [bad word] trot 
Well look at that knocked out moon 
You been a-blowing his top in the blue 
Never saw the likes of you 
Bye bye baby 
Time to hit the road to dreamland 
Don't cry baby 
It was divine but the rooster has finally crowed 
Time to hit the road 

Look at that knocked out moon 
He been a-blowing his top in the blue 
Never saw the likes of you 
Bye bye baby 
Time to hit the road to dreamland 
Don't cry baby 
Well it was divine but the cuckoo has finally crowed 
Time to hit the road Time to hit the road 
Time to hit the road