When we hit the hay
And… dream in fleece
I'll be roused by what sounds
Like some hoof beats
I can't hear the herd
That you're leading about
"Till you open up the gate
And a ewe bleats out

You're sounding rather shrilly
You're looking rather silly
You're running willy nilly
And I try not to laugh
When I see you have no staff

I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep

When you've been out with the flock 'till dawn
Neighbors find you sleeping on their front lawn
And all those sheep that you led outside
Can only give new meaning
To your funny side

I know you're not all crazy
I know you're still my lady
I know it's not the movies
So imagine my shock
When I see there is no flock

I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep
I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep

When you hit the hay
And you dream in fleece
Everything about you ain't a masterpiece

They tell me that you're crazy
They tell me you got rabies
They fill me full of maybe's
But I know that they're wrong
"Cause I love you dusk to dawn

I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep
I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep
I hear the spirit of Bo Peep
When you're walking in your sleep
You herd a multitude of sheep
When you're walking in your sleep