John Hartford Go Fall Asleep Now
Tomorrow takes its toll on me
But what care I, if it should be
Last cigarette and cup of tea
And by the night no longer see your face
I fall asleep now
When the blinding son comes by
The night man heaves his weary sigh
The railroad whistles mournful cry
Will call to me but now I try to rest
And fall asleep now
The papers blow in silence down
The empty streets of dusty towns
There is no traffic coming down
To stop at green lights turning now to red
Go fall asleep now
My tired body rolls its way
Down underneath the bed, clothes stay
Pretending it can't move this way
And escaping from the coming day
He'll try, try and fall asleep now
Don't think about the distant 'morn
When once again the world is born
And from your side I must be torn
So curl up close and I'll keep you warm
Come here and go to sleep now
