Bleary-Eyed Beauty
(K. Brewer/R. Bell)

Well I've gathered your things and I've bid our beannacht
The clachan is sleeping, the crow and the cock
Your vagabond sailors have all gone to dock
To ready their heads for the morning

You spun em all proper and gave em a fling
Now the sheep's in the stable the pig's on the wing
The piper's been paid and we don't owe a thing
Till you start up again in the morning

When all the world will eagerly welcome your next brave move...

And it's off to bed my bleary-eyed beauty
The angels trust to me
And I won't leave you dry when you're closing your eyes
We'll sip from your sea of dreams

I've herded the horses, done chores from the field
Disquieted chickens for what they would yield
Brought fresh cream and berries to fashion a meal
To be fickle and fat in the morning

For I love ya my darlin, my name I desire
To fall from your sweet lips when asked of your squire
And curl your fine toes as we sit by my fire
Till all the wee hours of the morning

When all the world will anxiously welcome your new brave plan...

And it's off to bed my bleary-eyed beauty
The angels trust to me
And I won't leave you dry when you're closing your eyes
Just sip from your sea of dreams

And it's off to bed my starry-eyed polly
The angels smile on thee
When I kiss you all over and over again
And trip on your sea of dreams

And it's off to bed my bleary-eyed beauty
The angels trust to me
And I won't leave you dry when you're closing your eyes
Just sip from your sea of dreams

Knock it on the head my starry-eyed polly
The angels smile on thee
As I kiss you all over and over again
And sip on your sea of dreams.