The Japanese Sandman 1920

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 10 Jan 2010
2010

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 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 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.

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 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.

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 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.

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 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.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Japanese Sandman 1920
Song
Music by Richard A.Whiting
Lyrics by Raymond B.Egan
© MCMXX by Jerome H.Remick & Co. - New York & Detroit
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 10 January 2010 at 12.07
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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