Wake up, Irene

Wake Up, Irene - Hank Thompson

For months and months

And months around the country

Everybody sang Irene goodnight

But she wouldn't go to bed

No matter what they said

Though everybody tried

With all their might

She stayed awake while

Steel guitars were a going

In every honky tonk she could be seen

But she finally went to bed

And covered up her head and

Now there's not a thing can wake Irene

Wakeup Irene you've sleep

To long Wakeup Irene

It's time to move along

Wakeup Irene and pay

For your bed Wakeup Irene

Or folks will think your dead

Lot's of guitar pickers

By the dozen

Sang goodnight Irene

All night and day

And even Crosby too with

His bobobabobe do

Tried to get Irene to hit the hay

Well I guess they finally

Sang her off to slumber

They must have tried

A million times or more

But oh my aching back when

She finally hit the sack

Come man you ought to hear that women snore

Wakeup Irene you've sleep to long

Wakeup Irene it's time to move along

Wakeup Irene and pay for your bed

Wakeup Irene or folks will think your dead