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