My Old Kentucky Home

My Old Kentucky Home - Gene Autry

Oh the sun shines bright

In my old Kentucky home

This summer the old people are gay

The corn top's ripe and the meadows are in 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 and by hard times come a knocking at the door

Then my old Kentucky home good night

Weep no more my lady

Oh weep no more today

We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home

For my old Kentucky home far away

Weep no more my lady

Oh weep no more today

We will sing one song

For the old Kentucky home

For my old Kentucky home far away