My Old Kentucky Home

My Old Kentucky Home - Carver Blanchard

The sun shines bright in the 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 one's 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 goodnight

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 meadow the hill and the shore

They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon

On the bench by the old cabin door

A few more days for to tote the heavy load

No matter 'twill never be light

A few more days till we totter on the road

Then my old Kentucky home goodnight

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

We will sing one song

For the old Kentucky home

For the Old Kentucky Home far away