歌詞

Feet up on the ottoman

The rain can rock us now

My stocking feet are resting high

The chair has learned my shape

A woolly friend has claimed my lap

And made of it a cape

The book tips slowly forward

My eyes are getting kind

Sway, little afternoon, sway

The rain is a lullaby

Come to me, all who are weary

And I will give you rest

The lamb is heavy, warm and slow

It dreams against my knee

Whatever little lambs dream of

I hope there's room for me

The pages wait politely

The tea has gone to sleep

Sway, little afternoon, sway

The rain is a lullaby

Come to me, all who are weary

And I will give you rest

He said it plain, He said it kind

To all the tired ones

So I'll accept the offered rest

Before the evening comes

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Sway, little afternoon, sway

The rain is a lullaby

Come to me, all who are weary

And I will give you rest

Sway, little afternoon, sway

The rain is a lullaby

Come to me, all who are weary

And I will give you rest

Feet up on the ottoman

And rest was given free