In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime.
Strolling through the shady lanes with your baby mine.
You hold her hand, and she holds yours,
And that's a very good sign.
That she's your tootsie-wootsie,
In the good old summertime.

In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime.
Strolling through the shady lanes with your baby mine.
You hold her hand, and she holds yours,
And that's a very good sign.
That she's your tootsie-wootsie,
In the good old summertime.