The One Hundred and One Best Songs/Old Folks at Home

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3 Old Folks at Home.
Stephen C. Foster—1851 Stephen C. Foster

Lyrics (not listed in original)

1.'Way down upon the Swanee River,
Far, far away,
Dere's wha my heart is turning ever
Dere's wha de old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation,
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for de old plantation,
And for de old folks at home.


All de world is sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam;
D.S.—Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.

2.All roun' de little farm I wandered,
When I was young;
Don many happy days I squandered,
Many de songs I sung.
When I was playing with my brother,
Happy was I;
Oh! take me to my kind old mother,
There let me live and die.

3.One little hut among de bushes,
One that I love,
Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,
No matter where I roam.
When will I see de bees a-bumming
All roun' de comb?
When will I hear de banjo tumming,
Down in my good old home?