In The Good Old Summertime Lyrics - Watering The Roots - Big Bill Bissonnette

There's a time each year 

That we always hold dear 

Good old summertime 

With the birds and the trees'es 

And sweet scented breezes 

Good old summertime 

When your day's work is over 

Then you are in clover 

And life is one beautiful rhyme 

No trouble annoying 

Each one is enjoying 

The good old summertime 

In the good old summertime 

In the good old summertime 

Strolling through a shady lane 

With your baby mine 

You hold her hand and she holds yours 

And that's a very good sign 

That she's your tootsey-wootsey 

In the good, old summertime 

Oh, to swim in the pool 

You'd play hooky from school 

Good old summertime 

You'd play "ring-a-rosie" 

With Jim, Kate and Josie 

Good old summertime 

Those days full of pleasure 

We now fondly treasure 

When we never thought it a crime 

To go stealing cherries 

With faces brown as berries 

In good old summertime 

In the good old summertime 

In the good old summertime 

Strolling through a shady lane 

With your baby mine 

You hold her hand and she holds yours 

And that's a very good sign 

That she's your tootsey-wootsey 

In the good, old summertime