Lyrics When It's Sleepy Time Down South - Live At The Crescendo Club, 1955 - Louis Armstrong

The pale moon shining on the fields below
The folks are crooning songs soft and low
You needn't tell me so because I know
When it's sleepy time down south
Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees
The folks down there like a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
When it's sleepy time down south
Steamboats on the river a coming or a going
Splashing the night away
You hear those banjos ringing, the people are singing
They dance til the break of day, hey
Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
Right in my mammy's arms
When it's sleepy time way down south
Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Take me back there where I belong
Right in my mammy's arms
When it's sleepy time
Sleepy time down south