My Old Kentucky Home

The sun shines bright in My Old Kentucky home,

'Tis summer, and 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!

Weep no more my lady

Oh! weep no more today!

We will sing one song

For My Old Kentucky Home

For My Old Kentucky Home, far away.