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 Night winds breath her sighs here's the Japanese Just as silent as we came we'll leave the land of the painted fan Wander lightly or you'll wake the little people of old Japan May repose and pleasant dreaming be their share while the hours are small Like an echo of the song I hear the Japanese Sandman Call new days near for all here's the Japanese Sandman sneaking on with the dew just an 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 anew 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.