When It s Sleepy Time Down South 故乡的夜晚已经到来 Frankie laine/Jo Stafford
Pale moon shining on the fields below
People are crooning songs soft and low
But you needn apos t tell me so because I know
It apos s sleepy time down south
Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees
Folks down there like a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
It apos s sleepy time down south
Steamboats on the river a coming or a going
Splashing the night away
Hear those banjos ringing the people are singing
They dance til the break of the new day
Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
How I apos d love to be in my mammy apos s arms
When it apos s sleepy time way down south
Steamboats on the river a coming or a going
Splashing the night away
Hear those banjos ringing the people are singing
They dance til the break of the new burn day
Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
How I apos d love to be in my mammy apos s arms
When it apos s sleepy time down south
