The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home,Tis summer the darkies are gray
They hunt no more for the possum and the c***, on the meadow the ill and the shore
the head must bow and the back will have to bend, wherever the darkies may go
The corn tops ripe and the meadows all in bloom, While the birds make music all the day
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, on the bench by the old cabin door
A few more days and the trouble all will end, in the field where the sugar canes grow
They young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry all happy and bright The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, with sorrow where all was delight A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter twill never be light
By'n by hard times comes a knocking at the door, Then my old Kentucky home good night The time has come when the darkies have to part, then my old Kentucky home good night A few more days till we tooter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home good night
Weep no more my la - dy, oh weep no more to - day
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, for the old Kentucky home, far a- way
They hunt no more for the possum and the c***, on the meadow the ill and the shore
the head must bow and the back will have to bend, wherever the darkies may go
The corn tops ripe and the meadows all in bloom, While the birds make music all the day
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, on the bench by the old cabin door
A few more days and the trouble all will end, in the field where the sugar canes grow
They young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry all happy and bright The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, with sorrow where all was delight A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter twill never be light
By'n by hard times comes a knocking at the door, Then my old Kentucky home good night The time has come when the darkies have to part, then my old Kentucky home good night A few more days till we tooter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home good night
Weep no more my la - dy, oh weep no more to - day
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, for the old Kentucky home, far a- way