Spring Peepers

Lying on my bed of hay, I listen to the peepers.
They sing so sweetly they seem to say, awake you drowsy sleepers.
Come with us, fill the air, the singing is everywhere,
There's nobody listening, listening.
Come with us, fill the air, we'll alter the thoughts you wear
And set the night glistening, glistening.

Wake up while the night is clear and warm as Christmas candy.
We sing our song and have no fear, the tune is very handy.
It comes from the ageless sea, we know all the harmonies
And sing this time nightly.
We sing in the nursery,
Our children grow up to be singers quite rightly, rightly