When It's Sleepy Time Down South — Billie Holiday

Leon ren / otis ren / clarence muse

Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city

Why should eveybody pity me?

Nighttime falling, and Im yearning for virginia

Hospitality within ya calls me

Pale moon shining on the fields below

Folks are crooning songs soft and low

Need not tell me so,

Because I know its sleepy time down south

Softs winds blowing thru the pinewood trees

Folks down there live a life of ease

When the twilight brings the evening breeze

Its sleepy time down south

Steamboats on the river, a coming, a going

Splashing the night away

Hear those banjos ringing,

The folks are all singing

They dance till break of day

Dear old southland with its dreamy songs

Takes back there where I belong

Ill find heaven in my mothers arms

When its sleepy time down south