THE BURGLAR'S SERENADE | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I am a bold bad burglar, it is a taking trade, And parties I call on at night I like to serenade, For I can't crack ribs with certainty If the folk are not asleep, So I softly sing a lullaby As around the house I creep, And so you know I whisper low As through the window-frame I go - Chorus: Sleep on, gently sleep on, While I softly creep on, Dream until the break of day. Oh may the angels mind 'em! While I take things as I find 'em, You can wake up when I'm far away. On starry nights the troubadour will go his love to see, I find my bull's-eye quite enough The moon's too strong for me. I am standing 'neath thy casement love, Yes, upon the old dust-bin, But you need not rise to open it Little Jeremy'll let me in, Hush! in the street, the policeman's feet, Just like my heart, are on the beat. Chorus: Sleep on, gently sleep on, While I softly creep on, Dream until the break of day. Yes rest 'neath the cherub's wings, dear, While I softly take your things, dear You can wake up when I'm far away. I never serenade for love, like moon-struck negro coons, I sing for business purposes Although I go for spoons. See the morn is softly stealing, love, So am I, well that is rum For I have a curious feeling love, Just to take things as they come, And so you see, Jemmy and me Sing softly in a skeleton key. Chorus: Sleep on, gently sleep on, While I softly creep on, Dream until the break of day, Dream of the golden gate, love, While I shift the silver plate, love, You can wake up when I'm far away. The watch-dog's bark is silent, dear, He will not wake you, sweet, I've interviewed him privately And left him doubtful meat. I will ask no tress of hair, sweet love, Though I long to pick a lock, But you see I'm rather pressed for time So I'll take this marble clock. And so you know I whisper low As down the stairs I softly go. Chorus: Sleep on, gently sleep on, While I softly creep on, Dream until the break of day, May spirits guard thy slumber, While I lift the larder lumber, You can wake up when I'm far away Extra verse I once unlocked a bedroom door, With a bit of copper wire, And saw a baby in a cot With curtains all on fire. So I quickly put the blazes out And the young 'un stopped his prattle, For I do not want to crack his crib! So he never rang his rattle. But I smiled up bright, and knocked me quite I couldn't take a thing that night. Chorus: Sleep on, gently sleep on, While I softly creep on, Dream until the break of day, So kiddie close your peepers, Ta-ta all you blessed sleepers, You can wake up when I'm far away. |
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Words and Music by Edward Kent - 1895 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performed by Fred W. Stephens | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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