Oh, I could hid e 'neath the wings
Of the blueb ird as she sings.
The s ix o'clock ala rm would never ri ng,
B ut six rings and I rise;
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
F＃ E♭m G＃m7 C＃ F＃ F＃ C＃onF F＃ G＃m F＃ C＃onF E♭m
My s havin' razo r's cold a nd it st ings.
Cheer up, S leepy Je an.
Oh, what c an it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homec oming quee n?
Yo u once thought of me
As a whit e knight on his steed.
Now y ou know how ha ppy I can be.
O h, and our g ood times start and end
Without dolla r one to spend,
F＃ E♭m G＃m7 C＃ F＃ F＃ C＃onF F＃ G＃m F＃ C＃onF E♭m
But h ow much, bab y, do we rea lly n eed?
Cheer up, S leepy Je an.
Oh, what c an it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homec oming quee n?
Cheer up, S leepy Je an.
Oh, what c an it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homec oming quee n?
Cheer up, S leepy Je an.
Oh, what c an it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homeco ming quee n?
Cheer up, S leepy Je an.
Oh, what c an it mean
To a daydream believer
And a home coming quee n?
