Mel Torm — Hit the road to dreamland

Bye bye baby Time to hit the road to dreamland You're my baby Dig you in the land of nod Hold tight baby We'll be swinging up in dreamland All night baby Where the little cherubs trot Look at that knocked out moon 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 Bye bye baby Bye bye 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