I lay me down and slumber

I lay me down and slumber

And every morn revive.

Whose is the night-long breathing

That keeps a man alive?

When I was off to dreamland

And left my limbs forgot,

Who stayed at home to mind them,

And breathed when I did not?

-- I waste my time in talking,

No heed at all takes he,

My kind and foolish comrade

That breathes all night for me.