Mister Sandman - Chet Atkins and his Gallopin' Guitar

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen

Give him two lips like roses and clover

Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over

Sandman, I’m so alone

Don’t have nobody to call my own

Please turn on your magic beams

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen

Give him the word that I’m not a rover

Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over

Sandman, I’m so alone

Don’t have nobody to call my own

Please turn on your magic beams

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Enter Sandman

Uh, yeah

Bring me a nightmare

Give him a pair of eyes with a frightening gleam

Give him a beer ad empty beer cans

And long wavy hair like Pat the Wolfman

Mr. Sandman, someone to dread

Someone who’s creepy and after my head

So please turn on your magic beams

Mr. Sandman bring us

Please, please, please Mr. Sandman

Bring us a dream