When It's Sleepy Time Down South Songtext
von Louis Armstrong

Now, the pale moon shining on the fields below
The folks are crooning soft and low
You needn′t tell me, boy, because I know, yes
When it's sleepy time down south

Yes, 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 up the river, coming and going
Splashing the night away, oh, yes
You hear those banjos ringing
And the folks singing
And they dance 'til the break of day, yes

Dear Old Southland with its dreamy songs
You take me back where I belong
Right in my mammy's arm
Oh, good evening everybody

Thank you folks, thank you
Thank you very much
Get ready to jump them groove, good mans