When It’s Sleepy Time Down South #4 Lyrics

Now, the pale moon shining on the fields below
The folks are crooning soft and low
You needn′t tell me, boy, because I know, yes
When it's sleepy time down south

Yes, the soft wind blowing through the pinewood trees
The folks down there live a life of ease
When old mammy falls on her knees, yes
When it′s sleepy time down south, yes

Steamboats up the river, coming and going
Splashing the night away, oh, yes
You hear those banjos ringing
And the folks singing
And they dance 'til the break of day, yes

Dear Old Southland with its dreamy song
You take me back where I belong
Right in my mammy's arm
Oh, good evening everybody

Thank you folks, thank you