About the song
“Mr. Sandman” by Chet Atkins is a timeless instrumental piece that has left an indelible mark on the world of music. Originally composed by Pat Ballard, the song was first recorded by the Chordettes in 1954, but it was Chet Atkins’ iconic rendition that truly captured the hearts of listeners.
Released on his album “Hi-Fi in Focus” in 1957, Atkins’ instrumental interpretation of “Mr. Sandman” showcased his unparalleled skill as a guitarist. His nimble fingers danced across the strings, conjuring melodies that were both enchanting and evocative. The song’s dreamy atmosphere and infectious rhythm make it a joy to listen to, transporting listeners to a world of nostalgia and whimsy.
While “Mr. Sandman” didn’t top the charts upon its release, it remains one of Chet Atkins’ most beloved recordings. Its timeless appeal has ensured its enduring popularity, with Atkins’ rendition being hailed as one of the definitive versions of the song.
Chet Atkins’ virtuoso performance on “Mr. Sandman” solidified his reputation as one of the greatest guitarists of all time. His innovative approach to the instrument and his ability to infuse emotion into every note set him apart as a true master of his craft.
As a cornerstone of Atkins’ extensive discography, “Mr. Sandman” continues to captivate audiences with its timeless charm and irresistible melodies. Its influence can be heard in countless covers and adaptations, cementing its status as a classic in the annals of music history.
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Lyrics
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make it the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give her two lips like roses in clover
Then tell her that my lonesome nights are over
Mister Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make it the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give her the word that I’m not a rover
Then tell her that my lonesome nights are over
Mister Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Give her a pair of eyes with a congeal of gleam
Give her a lonely heart like Harlehatschi
And not so wavy hair like Liberatschi
Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we’re to old
So please turn on your magic bean
Mister Sandman, brings us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Yeah
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