My Old Kentucky Home, Good-Night (1853)‰Γ‰i6”N
Words & music by Stephen Collins Foster (1826-1864) (•Ά­9`Œ³Ž‘Œ³”N)
John Prine
Oh, The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home,
Tis summer the all folks there are gay.
Well The corn top's ripe and the meadows in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day.
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.
Solo(Guitar)
Well The young folks roll on the round cabin floor,
They merry, all happy and bright.
By'n' bye hard times will come a knocking in my door
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.
Weep no more, my lady, No, weep no more today.
We will sing one song for my old Kentucky home,
For my old Kentucky home far away.
Solo(Guitar)
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.
For my old Kentucky home far away.

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