1 Way down upon de Swanee ribber, <br />2 Far, far away, <br />3 Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber, <br />4 Dere's wha de old folks stay. <br />5 All up and down de whole creation, <br />6 Sadly I roam, <br />7 Still longing for de old plantation, <br />8 And for de old folks at home. <br /> <br />9 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary, <br />10 Ebry where I roam, <br />11 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, <br />12 Far from de old folks at home. <br /> <br />13 [Solo] All round de little farm I wandered <br />14 When I was young, <br />15 Den many happy days I squandered, <br />16 Many de songs I sung. <br />17 When I was playing wid my brudder <br />18 Happy was I --. <br />19 Oh! take me to my kind old mudder, <br />20 Dere let me live and die. <br /> <br />21 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary, <br />22 Ebry where I roam, <br />23 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, <br />24 Far from de old folks at home. <br /> <br />25 One little hut among de bushes, <br />26 One dat I love, <br />27 Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes, <br />28 No matter where I rove <br />29 When will I see de bees a humming <br />30 All round de comb? <br />31 When will I hear de banjo tumming <br />32 Down in my good old home? <br /> <br />33 [Chorus] All de world am sad and dreary, <br />34 Ebry where I roam, <br />35 Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary, <br />36 Far from de old folks at home<br /><br />Stephen C. Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-folks-at-home/
