| Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody. |
| When you croon, croon a tune |
| From the heart of Dixie. |
| Hang that cradle mammy mine |
| Right on that Mason-Dixon line |
| And swing it from Virginia |
| To Tennessee with all the soul that’s in ya. |
| Weap no more my lady. |
| Mammy sing it again for me. |
| And old black Joe |
| Just as though |
| You had me on your knee. |
| A million baby kisses I’ll deliver |
| If you will only sing the Swanee River. |
| Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody. |
| Rock-a-bye, |
| Hush-a-bye |
| With a Dixie melody. |
| When you croon, croon a tune |
| from the heart of Dixie |
| Hang that cradle mammy mine |
| Right on that Mason-Dixon line |
| And swing it from Virginia |
| To Tennessee with all the soul that’s in ya. |
| Mammy, mammy listen to what they’re playing. |
| They’re playing Weap No More My Lady. |
| Sing it for me. |
| And old black Joe |
| Just as though |
| You had me on your knee. |
| A thousand baby kisses I’ll deliver |
| If you will only sing that Swanee River. |
| Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody! |