Skeeters am a hummin`
on the honeysuckle vine
sleep Kentucky Babe!
Sandman am a comin`
to this little child of mine
sleep Kentucky Babe!
Silvery moon am a shinin`
on de heavens up above
bobolink am pinin` for his little lady love . . .
You is might lucky
Babe of old Kentucky
close your eyes in sleep . . .
and fly away,
fly away Kentucky Babe,
fly away to rest, fly away,
lay your curly woolly head
on your mammy`s breast,
hmm, hmmm, edah la da da dee
close your eyes in sleep!
