Letras de When It’s Sleepy Time Down South #14

It is 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 on the river a-coming, a-going
Splashing the night away
You hear those banjos ringing, and the folks are singing
And they dance 'til the break of day, yes

Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Yeah, take me back where I belong
Right here in my mammy′s arms
Yes, how they do everybody