A Sleepin’ Bee
Truman Capote, Harold Arlen
When a bee lies sleepin'
In the palm of your hand
You're bewitched and deep in
Love's long looked after land
Where you'll see a sun up sky
With a morning new
And where the days go laughing by
When love comes calling on you
Sleep on, bee, don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
He's mine for the takin'
I am so happy at last
Maybe I dream but he seems sweet
Golden as a crown
A sleepin' bee done told me
I'll walk with my feet off the ground
When my one true love I have found
Maybe I dream but he seems sweet
Golden as a crown
A sleepin' bee donе told me
When I walk with my feet off the ground
Whеn my one true love I have found
