My old kentucky home - Stephen Foster

The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home

'Tis summer the darkies are gay

The corn top's ripe and

The meadows 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 Kentucky home

For the old Kentucky home far away

They hunt no more for possum and the coon

On the meadow the hill and the shore

They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon

On the bench by the old cabin door

The day goes by like a shadow o're the heart

With sorrow where all was delight:

The time has come when the darkies have to part

Then my old Kentucky home goodnight

Weep no more my lady

Oh weep no more today

We will sing one song for

The old Kentucky home

For the old Kentucky home far away