A Sleepin’ Bee
Harold Arlen, Truman Capote
When a bee lies sleeping
In the palm of your hand
You're bewitched
And deep in love's looked after land
Where you'll see a sun up sky
With a morning new
And where the days go laughing by
As love comes a-calling on you
Sleep on bee don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
She's mine for the taking
I'm so happy at last
Maybe I dreams, but she seems
Sweet golden as a crown
A sleeping bee done told me
I walks with my feet off the ground
When my one true love
I has found
Sleep on bee don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
She's mine for the taking
I'm so happy at last
Maybe I dreams, but she seems
Sweet golden as a crown
A sleeping bee done told me
I walks with my feet off the ground
For she's my true love
When my one true love I've found
Sleeping bee
Sleeping bee
