There's a time each year
That we always hold dear
Good old summer time;
With the birds and the trees'es
And sweet scented breezes
Good old summer time
When you 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 summer time
To swim in the pool
You's play "hooky" from school
Good old summer time;
You play "ring-a rosie"
With Jim, Kate and Josie
Good old summer time
Those days full of pleasure
We now fondly treasure
When we never thought it a crime
To stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
Good old summer time
In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Strolling thru' 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 tootsie wootsie
In the good, old summertime