There there child, there there child

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