in the old Kentucky home.
This summer the loved ones are gay.
and the meadows 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.
Why, my hard times comes a
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
for the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home far away.
They hunt no more for the
On the meadow, the hill, and the shore
by the glimmer of the moon
On the bench by the old cabin door.
A day goes by like a shadow o the heart
With sorrow where all was denied.
when our loved ones have to part
and my old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home far
and the back will have to bend,
wherever our loved ones may go.
A few more days and the trouble will en d
In the field where the sugar cane's warm.
A few more days for to talk the weary Lord
No matter, it will never be light.
then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
for the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home, far away.