1. The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, 'tis summer, the darkies are gay.

2. They hunt no more for the possum and the coon, on the meadow, the hill and the shore,

3. The head must bow and the back will have to bend, wherever the darkey may go:

1. The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom while the birds make music all the day.

2. they sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, on the bench by the old cabin door.

3. A few more days, and the trouble all will end, in the field where the sugar-canes grow.

1. The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, all merry, all happy and bright.

2. The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, with sorrow where all was delight :

3. A few more days for to tote the weary load, no matter 'twill never be light,

1. By'n by Hard Times comes a knocking at the door, then my old Kentucky Home, good night!

2. The time has come when the darkies have to part, then my old Kentucky Home, good-night!

3. a few more days till we totter on the road, then my old Kentucky Home, good-night!

Weep no more, my lady, oh! weep no more to-day!

We will sing one song for the old Kentucky Home, for the old Kentucky Home, far away.