My Old Kentucky Home
Stephen FosterVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor
All merry, all happy and bright
By 'n by hard times come 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 the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home far away.
They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
On the bench by that old cabin door.
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart,
With sorrow where all was delight.
The time has come when the darkies have to part,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.
Weep no more my lady,
oh weep no more today.
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home far away.
The head must bow and the back will have to bend,
Wherever the darkey may go
A few more days and the trouble will end,
In the field where sugar-canes may grow.
A few more days for to tote the weary load,
No matter, 'twill never be light.
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 today.
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
for the old Kentucky home far away.
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Readable chord sheet for My Old Kentucky Home by Stephen Foster
The young folks [G7]roll on the [C]little cabin [G]floor All merry, all [A7]happy and [D7]bright By 'n [G]by hard [G7]times come a-[C]knocking at the [G]door Then my [Em]old Kentucky [A7]home, [D7]good [G]night. [G]Weep no [C]more my [G]lady, oh [C]weep no more to[G]day. We will sing one [G7]song for the [C]old Kentucky [G]home, for the [Em]old Kentucky [A7]home [D7]far a[G]way. They [G]hunt no [G7]more for the '[C]possum and the [G]coon, On meadow, the [A7]hill and the [D7]shore, They [G]sing no [G7]more by the [C]glimmer of the [G]moon, On the [Em]bench by that [D]old [D7]cabin [G]door. The day goes [G7]by like a [C]shadow o'er the [G]heart, With sorrow where [A7]all was de[D7]light. The [G]time has [G7]come when the [C]darkies have to [G]part, Then my [Em]old Kentucky [A7]home, [D7]good [G]night. [G]Weep no [C]more my [G]lady, oh [C]weep no more to[G]day. We will sing one [G7]song for the [C]old Kentucky [G]home, for the [Em]old Kentucky [A7]home [D7]far a[G]way. The head must bow and the back will have to bend, Wherever the darkey may go A few more days and the trouble will end, In the field where sugar-canes may grow. A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter, 'twill never be light. A few more days till we totter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home, good night. [G]Weep no [C]more my [G]lady, oh [C]weep no more to[G]day. We will sing one [G7]song for the [C]old Kentucky [G]home, for the [Em]old Kentucky [A7]home [D7]far a[G]way.