When midnight comes and people home would tread
Seek now your blanket and your feather bed
Home comes the rover, his journey over
Yield up the nighttime to old John O' Dreams
Yield up the nighttime to old John O' Dreams
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Across the hills, the sun has gone astray
Tomorrow's cares are many dreams away
The stars are flyin', your candle's dyin'
Yield up the nightime to old John O' Dreams
Yield up the nightime to old John O' Dreams
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Both man and master in the night are one
Some things are equal when the day is done
The prince and the plowman
The slave and the free man
All find their comfort in old John O' Dreams
All find their comfort in old John O' Dreams
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When sleep it comes
The dreams come running clear
The hawks of morning cannot reach you here
Sleep is a river, flow on forever
And for your boatman, choose old John O' Dreams
And for your boatman, choose old John O' Dreams