When It's Sleepy Time Down South Songtext

von Louis Armstrong & His Orchestra

Now the pale moon shinin' on the fields below
The folks are crooning soft and low
You needn't tell me by because I know

Soft winds blowing through the pine wood trees
The folks down there live a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees

Steamboats on the river a coming or a going by [Incomprehensible]
Splashing the night away
[Incomprehensible] hear those banjos ringing, the people are singing
They dance 'til the break of day

Oh dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Take me back, where I belong
Riding in mammy's arms
When it's sleepy time way down south

Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Take me back, where I belong
Riding in my mammy's arms
Sleepy time down south
Yes [Incomprehensible]