Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city   Why should eveybody pity me?   Nighttime falling, and I'm 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 it's 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   It's 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   I'll find heaven in my mothers arms   When it's sleepy time down south