I slept through most of April

I got up in May and had some toast

Then I bedded down again

I bedded down again

Because I was sleepy



In June

I made enough chili in my crockpot

To last `till the winter

'Cause winter will be here sooner than you think

Winter will be here sooner than you think

That's when I hibernate



Oh, can you hear the bells

Can you hear the bells

Well neither can I

Neither can I

And I don't hear trumpets

When I enter a room

The fire you build for yourself

Could be so cold

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe



You say you feel like you're dead

Oh well, I think it's just those books you read

You say you can't feel a thing

I'd like to break a chair across your back

And throw you in the ocean

Then tell me you don't feel a thing

When you slept with Jenny

You said you couldn't feel a thing

Well I did

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe

Nature abhors a vacuum

Nature abhors a vacuum

And so do you

Especially when you're trying to sleep late

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe

Sleepy Joe