Cherish the Ladies - John of dreams

When midnight ^Ccomes, good people, ^Fhomeward ^Gtread Seek now your ^Cblankets and your ^Ffeather ^Gbed Home is the rover, his journey's ^Fov^Cer Yield up the night time to old ^FJohn of ^GDreams Yield up the ^Cnight time to old ^FJohn of ^CDreams

Across the hills, the sun has ^Fgone a^Gstray Tomorrow's ^Ccares are many ^Fdreams a^Gway The stars are flying, the wind is ^Fsigh^Cing Yield up the darkness to old ^FJohn of ^GDreams Yield up the ^Cdarkness to old ^FJohn of ^CDreams

Both man and master in the ^Fnight are ^Gone All things are ^Cequal when the ^Fday is ^Gdone The prince and the ploughman, the slave and the ^Ffree^Cman All find their comfort in old ^FJohn of ^GDreams All find their ^Ccomfort in old ^FJohn of ^CDreams

Now as you sleep the dreams come ^Fwinging ^Gclear The hawks of ^Cmorning cannot ^Fharm you ^Ghere Sleep is a river, flows on for^Fev^Cer And for your boatman choose old ^FJohn of ^GDreams And for your ^Cboatman choose old ^FJohn of ^CDreams ^{F G C}

When midnight comes, good people, ^Fhomeward ^Gtread Seek now your ^Cblankets and your ^Ffeather ^Gbed Home is the rover, his journey's ^Fov^Cer Yield up the night time to old ^FJohn of ^GDreams Yield up the ^Cnight time to old ^FJohn of ^GDreams Home is the rover, his journey's ^Fov^Cer Yield up the night time to old ^FJohn of ^GDreams Yield up the ^Cnight time to old ^FJohn of ^CDreams