Hi, Everyone! I remember singing this song in grade school in western PA. I taught it to my grandchildren, and every now and then when we get together, someone will start to sing it. As I remember, the words are:

Walking along . . as nightfall ends the day,
Sweet scented breezes whisper on their way.
Up on the hill I hear a nightingale,
Singing its song out over hill and dale. HEY!
Chorus:
Stodla pumpa, stodla pumpa, stodla pumpa,
Stodla, stodla stodla pumpa, Stodla pumpa,
PUM PUM PUM.

Then the chorus is repeated faster, and then again as fast as possible.   

There were times I thought my daughter felt like PUM PUM PUM all of us! I glad to hear that the song is still being passed on.

Thanks, everyone!

NLM