SLEEPIN' BEE, A
Harold Arlen / Truman Capote
When a bee lies sleepin'
In the palm of your hand
You're bewitched and deep in love's
Long looked after love
Where you'll see a sun up sky
With the morning dew
And where the days go laughin' by
As love comes a-calling on you
Sleep on bee don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
He's mine for the takin'
I am happy at last...
Maybe I dreams, but he seems
Sweet golden as a crown
A sleepin' bee done told me
I will walk with my feet off the ground
When my one true love I has found
Sleep on bee don't waken
Can not believe what just passed
He's mine for the takin'
I am happy at last...
Maybe I dreams but he seems
Golden as a crown
A sleepin' bee just told me
I will walk with my feet off the ground
When my one true love
I has found...
