Lullaby In Ragtime
Louis Armstrong Lyrics


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Won't you play the music so the cradle can rock
To a lullaby in ragtime
Sleepy hands are creeping to the end of the clock
Play a lullaby in ragtime
You can tell the sandman is on his way
By the way
That they play
As still, as the trill, of a thrush, in a twilight high

So you can hear the
Rhythm of the ripples on the side of the boat

As you sail away to dreamland
High above the moon you hear a silvery note
As the sandman takes your hand
So rock-a-by my baby
Don't you cry my baby
Sleepy-time is nigh
Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby
So rock-a-by my baby

Don't you cry my baby




Sleepy-time is nigh
Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Louis Armstrong & Danny Kaye's song "Lullabye in Ragtime" are about a child being put to sleep with the help of a lullaby in ragtime music. The song begins with a request for music to help the cradle rock, and the lyrics mention the sleepy hands creeping towards the end of the clock. The sandman is on his way, and can be heard through the lullaby in ragtime music. The rhythm of the ripples on the side of a boat can also be heard in the music, as the child sails away to dreamland. The sandman takes the child's hand as they fall asleep to the silvery note high above the moon.


The lyrics of the song suggest a soothing and comforting atmosphere, as the child is being put to sleep. The imagery of the sandman and the ripples on the side of the boat add to the dreamlike quality of the song. The lullaby in ragtime music is a unique aspect of the song, and is reminiscent of the early 1900s, when ragtime music was popular.


Line by Line Meaning

Won't you play the music so the cradle can rock
Please play some music so that the cradle starts swaying and the baby falls asleep


To a lullaby in ragtime
Play a slow and rhythmic tune to help the baby sleep peacefully


Sleepy hands are creeping to the end of the clock
The baby is getting tired and it's almost time for them to sleep


Play a lullaby in ragtime
Continue playing calming music to help the baby fall asleep


You can tell the sandman is on his way
The baby is getting drowsy and is about to fall asleep


By the way That they play As still, as the trill, of a thrush, in a twilight high
The music is as calm and soothing as the sound of a bird trilling in the quiet of a sunset


So you can hear the Rhythm of the ripples on the side of the boat
The music is so relaxing that you can almost hear the gentle rhythm of waves against a boat


As you sail away to dreamland
The baby is drifting off to sleep and entering the world of dreams


High above the moon you hear a silvery note
In the peacefulness of the night, you can almost hear a faint, delicate sound in the distance


As the sandman takes your hand
The baby is being guided into deep sleep by the mythical figure, the sandman


So rock-a-by my baby
Gently rock the baby back and forth to help them relax


Don't you cry my baby
Don't worry, everything is okay, and it's time for the baby to rest


Sleepy-time is nigh
The baby is very sleepy and it's time for them to go to bed


Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby
Please continue playing calming music to soothe the baby to sleep


So rock-a-by my baby
Continue gently rocking the baby to help them fall asleep


Don't you cry my baby
There's no need to worry or be upset, everything is okay


Sleepy-time is nigh
It's almost time for the baby to drift off into sleep


Won't you rock me to a ragtime lullaby
Please keep playing soothing music to help the baby sleep soundly




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Written by: SYLVIA FINE

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Than I'll ever know
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