Swanee River (A)

(S. Foster, E. Knos) G / h

      G   C      D7     Emi    C

1.    Way down upon the Swanee River,

G        C    D7

Far, far away,

G       C        D7       Emi     C

There’s where my heart is turning ever,

G                 C   D7    G

There’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.

      D       D7       G

Rf.   All the world is sad and dreary,

C            G     D7

Everywhere I roam;

G  C        D7     Emi         C

Oh darkies, how my heart grows weary,

G            C   D7       G

Far from the old folks at home.

2.    All round the little farm I wandered

When I was young;

Then many happy days I squandered,

Many the songs I sung.

When I was playing with my brother,

Happy was I;

Oh, take me to my kind old mother,

There let me live and die.

3.    One little hut among the bushes,

One that I love,

Still sadly to my mem’ry rushes,

No matter where I rove.

When shall I see the bees a-humming

All round the comb?

When shall I hear the banjo strumming,

Down in the good old home.