All up and down the whole creation,
Still longing for the old plantation.
Way down upon the Swanee river,
Far, far away,
There's where my heart is turning ever,
There's where the old folks stay.
All up and down the whole creation,
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for the old plantation
And for the old folks at home.
Refrain:
All the world is sad and dreary
Everywhere I roam,
Oh! Lordy how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home.
When I was playing with my brother
Happy was I.
Oh! take me to my kind old mother,
There let me live and die.
When will I see the bees a-humming
All round the comb?
When will I hear de banjo strumming
Down in my good old home?
All the world is sad and dreary
Everywhere I roam,
Oh! Lordy how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home.
Oh! Lordy how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home.
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