There There Child
There there child, there there child
And don't it make you feel alright
There there child, don't it all look good tonight?
And you feel like going but you gotta stay
Ain't no time for to hop on a freight train
And you feel like laying in the morning hay
'Cause it's time for a nap now before rain
There there child, don't it make you satisfied?
There there child, you can rest your weary eyes
And you feel like walking on a mountain top
Or a ride on a boat up the river
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise
There there child, are you ready to don your disguise? Yes you are
Sun goes down across the pond and the wind, wind is blowing wild
And the swallow soars and the lion roars
Outside your front door by the oak tree in the meadow
There there child, there there child
Are you ready to don your disguise?
There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise
Do you feel like walking on a mountain top
Or ride on a boat up the river?
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead
You wing over the white cliffs of Dover
And don't it make you feel alright
There there child, don't it all look good tonight?
And you feel like going but you gotta stay
Ain't no time for to hop on a freight train
And you feel like laying in the morning hay
'Cause it's time for a nap now before rain
There there child, don't it make you satisfied?
There there child, you can rest your weary eyes
And you feel like walking on a mountain top
Or a ride on a boat up the river
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise
There there child, are you ready to don your disguise? Yes you are
Sun goes down across the pond and the wind, wind is blowing wild
And the swallow soars and the lion roars
Outside your front door by the oak tree in the meadow
There there child, there there child
Are you ready to don your disguise?
There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise
Do you feel like walking on a mountain top
Or ride on a boat up the river?
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead
You wing over the white cliffs of Dover
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Writer(s): Van Morrison, John Platania
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