OLD FOLKS AT HOME
Written and Composed by S. C. FOSTER
As Sung by E. P. CHRISTY
Entered according to Act of Congress A.D. 1831 by Firth , Pond & Co, In the Clerk's office of the District Court of the Southern District of New York

1.
Way down upon de Swanee ribber,
Far, far away,
Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
Dere's wha de old folks stay.

All up and down de whole creation,
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for de old plantation,
And for de old folks at home.

[Chorus]
All de world am sad and dreary,
Ebry where I roam,
Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.

2.
All round de little farm I wander'd,
When I was young,
Den many happy days I squander'd,
Many de songs I sung.

When I was playing wid my brudder,
Happy was I,
Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,
Dere let me live and die.
[Repeat chorus]

3.
One little hut among de bushes,
One dat I love,
Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,
No matter where I rove.

When will I see de bees a humming,
All round de comb?
When will I hear de banjo tuning,
Down in my good old home?
[Repeat chorus]
Copyright MDCCCLXXIX by Mrs. S. C. FOSTER and Mrs. MARION FOSTER WELCH`