My Old Kentucky Home State Park - 2012

My Old Kentucky Home

The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home

'Tis summer, the people 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'n by hard times comes a-knocking at the door

Then my old Kentucky home, good night



Chorus

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 possum and the coon

On the meadow, the hill, and the shore

They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon

On the bench by the old cabin door



The day goes by like a shadow o're the heart

With sorrow where all was delight

The time has come when the people have to part

Then my old Kentucky home, good-night



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