Old Folks At Home

Old Folks At Home - Mills Brothers

Way down upon de Swanee ribber

Far far away 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

All de world am sad and dreary

Ebry where I roam

Oh darkeys how my heart grows weary

Far from de old folks at home

Now brothers it was 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 he roam

You want thing

My heart is still longing for de old plantation

And for de old folks at home

Now sing brothers

All de world am sad and dreary

Ebry where I roam

Oh darkeys how my heart grows weary

Far from de old folks at home

Well look on you we're far away from home

Yeah babe