Here's a Japanese sandman Sneaking on with the dew Just and old second hand man He'll buy your old day from you He will take every sorrow Of the day that is through And he'll give you tomorrow Just to start a life a new Then you'll be a bit older In the dawn when you wake And you'll be a bit bolder With the new day you make Here's the Japanese sandman Trade him silver for gold Just an old second hand man Trading new days for old Won't you stretch imagination For the moment and come with me Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea Hide behind the cherry blossoms Here's a sight that will please your eyes There's a baby with a lady of Japan singing lullabies Here's a Japanese sandman...