by Bill
(N. Chesterfield, VA)
Can you hear the sandman coming down the street at eventide.
From his bag the sand is falling gently marking every stride.
Sandman, Sandman, good and kind and gentle.
Sandman, Sandman, we will love forever.
My Grandparents used to sing this to me about 60 years ago. I believe it is an old English lullaby.