There's a time of the year That we all hold dear Good old summertime (Summertime) With the birds and the bees's And flowering trees's Good old summertime (Summertime) How I love that summertime That good old summertime Strolling through the shady lane With your baby mine You hold her hand And she holds yours That's a very good sign That she will be your tootsie In the good old summertime How I love the time of year When all the flowers appear And in the good old summertime The birds are always singing How I love them singing In the good old summertime There'll be lots of fun For each and everyone When you picnic in the park You go around with the girl And knowing you won't come home until it's dark And every single night The moon shines so bright You think it's just a big balloon And every star up in the sky Will wink his eye as you Walk through the month June So get yourself a girl A very special girl And tell her she's your baby mine And you know she can't resist you After she has kissed you In the good old summertime Oh, how I love that summertime That good old summertime That summertime Oh, how I love that summertime That good old summertime