My Old Kentucky Home

The sunshines bright in the old Kentucky home
Tis summer the darkies are gay
The corntops ripe and the meadows in the bloom
While the birds make music all the day
The young folk roll on the little cabin floor
All merry and happy and bright
Bye by hard times comes a knocking at the door
Then my old Kentucky home goodnight

Weep no more my lady oh weep no more to day
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home
For the old Kentucky home far away

They hunt no more for the possom 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 my heart
With sorrow where all was delight
A time has come when the darkies have to part
Then my old Kendtucky home good-night

The head must bow and the back will have to bend
Wherever the darkey may go
A few more days and the trouble all will end
In the field where the sugar cane grows
A few more days for to tote the weary load
No matter twill never be light
A few more days till me totter on the raod
Then my old Kentucky home good-night

F.M.M
Dec 2nd 1933

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