Lyrics to "My Old Kentucky Home"

-- Written: 1853; State song of Kentucky


The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home,
Tis summer, the darkies are gay.
The corn top's ripe 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.


Chorus:
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 the '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'er the heart,
With sorrow where all was delight.
The time has come when the darkies have to part,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.


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