[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial language. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
a unique, dreamy 1919 southern song
words and music by Cal De Voll
The sheet music:
Accompaniment – player piano roll #836S
Lyrics
1. I’ve heard lots of melodies
Songs of quaintest harmonies
But one refrain comes again and again
To my mind that is the kind we love the best
Chorus
Down in Alabama when the breeze begins to sigh
Seems to softly murmur just the sweetest lullaby
Each dear old Mammy in old Alabam’
Huddles and cuddles her own honey lam’
“Little Pick-a-ninny, close your eyes and go to sleep
Moon am swingin’ low and spooky shadows ‘gin to creep”
This melody brings a fond memory
Takes me back again to dear old Alabam’
2. Something lingers with me yet
Seems I never will forget
Those dear old days and those old Southern ways
As I croon this lazy tune of long ago
Sung here by Fred Feild: