Lyrics
In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime.
Strolling through the shady lanes 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.
Writer(s): George Evans, Ren Shields
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