Hank Thompson's Wake up Irene.   



For months and months and months around the country 

Everybody sang Irene goodnight 

But she wouldn't go to bed no matter what they said though everybody tried with all their might. 

She stayed awake while steel guitars were a going

In every honky-tonk she could be seen 

but she finally went to bed and covered up her head and now there's not a thing can wake Irene



Wakeup Irene you've sleep to long Wakeup Irene it's time to move along 

Wakeup Irene and pay for your bed Wakeup Irene or folks will think your dead



Lot's of guitar pickers by the dozen Sang goodnight Irene all night and day   

And even Crosby too with his bobobabobedo tried to get Irene to hit the hay 

Well I guess they finally sang her off to slumber 

They must have tried a million times or more 

But oh my aching back when she finally hit the sack man you ought to hear that women snore  



Wakeup Irene you've sleep to long Wakeup Irene it's time to move along 

Wakeup Irene and pay for your bed Wakeup Irene or folks will think your dead