The Shut-Eye Train

By Eugene Field

Come, my little one, with me!

There are wondrous sights to see

As the evening shadows fall;

In your pretty cap and gown,

Don't detain

The Shut-Eye train -

"Ting-a-ling!" the bell it goeth,

"Toot-toot!" the whistle bloweth,

And we hear the warning call:

"All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!"

Over hill and over plain

Soon will speed the Shut-Eye train!

Through the blue where bloom the stars

And the Mother Moon looks down

We'll away

To land of Fay -

Oh, the sights that we shall see there!

Come, my little one, with me there -

'T is a goodly train of cars -

All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!

Swifter than a wild bird's flight,

Through the realms of fleecy light

We shall speed and speed away!

Let the Night in envy frown -

What care we

How wroth she be!

To the Balow-land above us,

To the Balow-folk who love us,

Let us hasten while we may -

All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!

Shut-Eye Town is passing fair -

Golden dreams await us there;

We shall dream those dreams, my dear,

Till the Mother Moon goes down -

See unfold

Delights untold!

And in those mysterious places

We shall see beloved faces

And beloved voices hear

In the grace of Shut-Eye Town.

Heavy are your eyes, my sweet,

Weary are your little feet -

Nestle closer up to me

In your pretty cap and gown;

Don't detain

The Shut-Eye train!

"Ting-a-ling!" the bell it goeth,

"Toot-toot!" the whistle bloweth

Oh, the sights that we shall see!

All aboard for Shut-Eye Town!