About the song
“Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream, make him a handsome one, please.” These timeless lyrics, penned by Pat Ballard in 1954, have captivated audiences for decades. The song’s simple yet evocative melody, coupled with its charming request for a romantic dream, has made it a classic.
“Mr. Sandman” first appeared on the music scene in the mid-1950s, sung by artists like Vaughn Monroe and The Chordettes. Their versions, each with its unique flair, helped establish the song’s popularity. The song’s appeal lies in its ability to evoke feelings of longing and hope.
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a young person yearning for a romantic encounter. The “dream” they desire isn’t just any dream; it’s a specific kind of dream – one that involves a handsome and desirable partner. The song’s simplicity and its relatable theme have made it a beloved classic that continues to resonate with audiences of all ages.
Over the years, countless artists have covered “Mr. Sandman,” each adding their own personal touch to the song. From the original recordings to modern interpretations, the song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal. So, the next time you hear the familiar melody of “Mr. Sandman,” take a moment to appreciate its charm and the enduring power of a simple, heartfelt request.
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Lyrics
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I’m so alone (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Don’t have nobody to call my own (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give him the word that I’m not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Mr. Sandman (yes) bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a “come-hither” gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
Mr. Sandman, someone to hold (someone to hold)
Would be so peachy before we’re too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring us, please, please, please
Mr. Sandman, bring us a dream
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