In the goo, old summertime

In the good, old summertime
In the good, old summertime, in the good old summer time.
Strolling through, the shady lanes with your baby mine.
You hold her hand and she hold yours. And that¡¯s a very good sign.
That she¡¯s your tootsie-wootsie, in the good, old summertime.