[Louis Armstrong]
Ah, the pale moon´s shining, the fields below
Darkies crooning songs soft and low
You needn´t tell me, boy, because I know
It´s sleepy time down south

The soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees
Folks down there live a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
It´s sleepy time down south

Oh, steamboats on the river a coming, a going
Splashing the night away
You hear those banjos ringing, the darkies singing
They dance ´til the break of day
Dear old southland with his dreamy song
Take me back to the [Gallant John?]
Oh, how I´d love to hold her in my arms
When it´s sleepy time down south