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