The cold winter night is sad and dreary
My hands that fold
My head that’s bold
This sleepy feeling makes me leery
Being leery makes me weary
This winter nights is so cold
It makes me feel like I am old
Trying to stay awake is making me teary
I will not let up to this sleepy desire
The coldness will not bring me down
Whatever I do I will not tire
So I will try not to put on a frown
Staying awake is what I aspire If I go to sleep I will be a clown