My Old Kentucky

My Old Kentucky - Paul Robeson

Written by：Foster/Latouche

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 folks roll on the little cabin floor

All merry all happy and bright

By and by hard times comes 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 the old Kentucky home far away

The head must bow and the back will have to bend

Wherever the darkey may go

A few more days and the trouble all will end

In the field where the sugar-canes grow

A few more days for to tote the weary load

No matter 'twill never be light

A few more days till we totter on the road

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 the old Kentucky home far away