My Old Kentucky Home

My Old Kentucky Home

 

The sun shines bright in my old Kentucky home,

'Tis summer, the darkies are gay

The corn top's rip'e and the meadow's In the bloom,

While the birds make music all the day.

The young folks roll on the Little cabin floor,

All merry, all happy and bright;

By'n by Hard Times comes a knocking At the door,

Then my old Kentucky home good-night

Weep no more, my lady, Oh! weep no more today!

We will sing one song for the old Kantucky home,

For the old Kentucky home, far away.

Weep no more, my lady, Oh! weep no more today!

We will sing one song for the old Kantucky home,

For the old Kentucky home, far away.