Lullaby - Greg Brown

I look at you, and I think of bed

You move so cool and freely

And I know what’s goin' on in your head

Oh, babe, you make me sleepy

We’ve been married all these years

We know each other deeply

And oh my dear, oh my dear

You still make me sleepy

The children, they are nearly grown

And ain’t they turned out sweetly

Tonight they’re out, and we’re alone

And, oh babe, you make me sleepy

I know your stories, you know mine

Ah, but tell that one again to me

About that room and the red, red wine

Oh, babe, it makes me sleepy

You make me feel like lying down

Let down your hair completely

Ah, when you put on that old nightgown

Oh, babe, you make me sleepy

And in your arms I sleep so fine

So well do you meet me

And you can wake me any time

Oh, babe, I ain’t that sleepy