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Way down upon de Swanee ribber,
Far, far away, Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber, 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.
chorus:
All de world am sad and dreary, Eb'ry where I roam, Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, Far from de old folks at home.
All round de little farm I wandered,
When I was young, Den many happy days I squandered, Many de songs I sung, When I was playing wid my brudder, Happy was I, Oh! take me to my kind old mudder, Dere let me live and die.
chorus:
All de world am sad and dreary, Eb'ry where I roam, Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, Far from de old folks at home.
One little hut among de bushes,
One dat I love, Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes, No matter where I rove. When will I see de bees a-humming, All round de comb? When will I hear de banjo tumming, Down in my good old home?
chorus:
All de world am sad and dreary, Eb'ry where I roam, Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, Far from de old folks at home. |