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!