Go to sleep my darlingnGo to sleep my dearnIt's late in the evening and sleepy time is drawing nearnMy mind is growing tired from December rains and windsnSo let's sleep by the firenOf orange, apple, cinnamonnYes, I know it's hard to wait so longnAnd you will be waitingnI know it's truenA dead dog will reveal himself to younA dead dog will save us allnA dead dog will save us allnA dead dog will save us allnA dead dog will save us alln