Way down upon a Swanee river far far away
That's where my heart is turning ever
That'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
All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam
Oh, Lordy, How my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home
That's where my heart is turning ever
That'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
All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam
Oh, Lordy, How my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home