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 Wake up Irene, you've sleep too long Wake up Irene, it's time to move along Wake up Irene, and pay for your bed Wake up Irene or folks will think you're dead Lot's of guitar pickers by the dozen Sang 'Goodnight Irene' all night and day And even Crosby too with his bo bo bo bo be do 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 Wake up Irene, you've sleep too long Wake up Irene, it?s time to move along Wake up Irene, and pay for your bed Wake up Irene or folks will think you're dead --- Wake Up Irene - Hank Thompson