|Performed By:||Mel Torme (1945)|
Pale moon shining on the fields below, Folks are crooning songs soft and low, Needn't tell me so, because I know It's sleepy time down south. Softs winds blowing thru the pinewood trees, Folks down there live a life of ease; When the twilight brings the evening breeze, It's sleepy time down south. (Bridge:) Steamboats on the river, a-comin' and a-goin', Splashing the night away Hear those banjos ringing, the folks are alla-singin' - They dance till break of day. Dear old Southland, with its dreamy songs, Takes me back there where I belong; How I'd love to be mother's arms When it's sleepy time down south. (Repeat Bridge) Dear old Southland, with its dreamy songs, Takes me back where I belong; How I'd love to be mother's arms When it's sleepy time down south, When it's sleepy time down south.
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