, that's my time of year. Winter's shadow, seems to disappear. Gay is swanee season,. That's the reason I can say. That I love a summer day I hear laughter, from the swimming hole. Kids out fishin
, that's my time of year. Winter's shadow, seems to disappear. Gay is swanee season,. That's the reason I can say. That I love a summer day I hear laughter, from the swimming hole. Kids out fishin
that you sing that Swanee River. Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody. . Weep no more, my fair lady. Why don't you sing the song for me. Soft and low, just as though. You had me, had