Pick Me Up And Lay Me Down In Dear Old Dixieland
Composer(s): Bert Kalmar; Harry Ruby



One day I watched a flock of whippoor wills
as they flew to their homes across the hills
they were merrily flying, to the south I knew 
and I couldn't help crying; "Take me there with you!"

Bring me down there beneath the Southern sky 
sing me one little Dixie lullabye
there's a candle light burning
down old Dixie way tell the folks that I'm yearning
for them night and day

Pick me up, and lay me down in dear old Dixieland
the sun shines there each morn that's where the sun was born
My heart's been all wrapped up in that land of magic charms 
carry me back to someone's empty arms
Keep those darkies singing, till I get back
to that ivy clinging ram shackle shack
Pick me up just like my mammy
lead me by the hand, and lay me down in dear old Dixie land