Now the pale moon shining on the fields below

Folks are crooning songs soft and low

Needn't tell me boy because I know

It's sleepy time down south

It's the soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees

Folks down there like a life of ease

When old mammy falls upon her knees

It's sleepy time down south

Steamboats on the river a coming or a going

Splashing the night away

Hear those banjos ringing

And the people are singing

And they dance til the break of day hey

Dear old southland with his dreamy songs

Takes me back where I belong

I'd love to be in my mammy's arms

When it's sleepy time way

Good evening everyboby