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.