Lyrics:

Leon Ren¨¦ / Otis Ren¨¦ / Clarence Muse Homesick, tired, all alone in a big cityWhy should eveybody pity me?Nighttime falling, and I'm yearning for VirginiaHospitality within ya calls mePale moon shining on the fields belowFolks are crooning songs soft and lowNeed not tell me so,Because I know it's sleepy time down southSofts winds blowing thru the pinewood treesFolks down there live a life of easeWhen the twilight brings the evening breezeIt's sleepy time down southSteamboats on the river, a coming, a goingSplashing the night awayHear those banjos ringing,The folks are all singingThey dance till break of dayDear old Southland with its dreamy songsTakes back there where I belongI'll find heaven in my mothers armsWhen it's sleepy time down south

Billie Holiday When It's Sleepy Time Down South