And go sailing off to Dreamland; and the dipping of the oar
In the Sea of Sleep makes music that the children only know
When they answer to the boatmen’s “For the Slumber Islands, ho!”
CHORUS
Ho, ho, ho! in Dreamland boats we go,
Row, row, row, oh, Boatman, gently row,
Low, low, low, sing, wavelets, sing below;
Along the tide of Sleep we glide
To Slumber Islands, ho!