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When from dawn till noon seems one long day, / And from noon till night another, / Oh, then should a little boy come from play, / And creep into the arms of his mother. / Snugly creep and fall asleep, / Oh, come, my baby, do; / Creep into my lap, and with a nap / We'll break the day in two.
When the shadows slant for afternoon, / When the midday meal is over, / When the winds have sung themselves into a swoon, / And the bees drone in the clover, / Then hie to me, hie, for a lullaby -- / Come, my baby, do; / Creep into my lap, and with a nap / We'll break the day in two.
We'll break it in two with a crooning song, / With a soft and soothing number; / For the day has no right to be so long / And keep my baby from slumber. / Then rock-a-by, rock, may white dreams flock / Like angels over you; / Baby's gone, and the deed is done, / We've broken the day in two.