There there child, there there child   Don't it make you feel alright   There there child, don't it all look good tonight   And you feel like going but you gotta stay   Ain't no time for to hop on a freight train   And you feel like laying in the morning hay    'Cause it's time for a nap now, before rain    There there child, don't it make you satisfied   There there child, you can rest your weary eyes    And you feel like walking on a mountain top   Or a ride on a boat up the river   And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock   As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover       There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise   There there child, are you ready to don your disguise, yes you are    Sun goes down across the pond and the wind, wind is blowing wild   And the swallow soars and the lion roars   Outside your front door, by the oak tree in the meadow       There there child, there there child   Are you ready to don your disguise   There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise   Do you feel like walking on a mountain top   Or ride on a boat up the river   And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock   As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover       As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead    As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead   You wing over the white cliffs of Dover