Now I lay me down to study
I pray the Lord I won't go nutty;
And if I fail to learn this junk
I pray the Lord that I won't flunk.
But if I do, don't pity me at all
Just lay my bones in the study hall;
Tell my teacher I did my best
Then pile my books upon my chest.
Now I lay me down to rest,
I pray I'll pass tomorrow's test.
If I should die before I wake
That's one less test I'll have to take.