I sleep and dream and doze,
Just gently swaying in the breeze
Suspended by my toes;
While eager beavers overhead
Rush through the undergrowth;
I watch the clouds beneath my feet,
How sweet to be a Sloth!
don't you cry now
don't you cry now
no don't you cry now
Just for tomorrow,
for tomorrow,
for forever
don't you cry now
don't you cry now
no don't you cry now
Just for tomorrow,
for tomorrow,
for forever