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The Sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home

The Sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home

Author: Stephen C. Foster
Tune: [The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home]
Published in 4 hymnals

Full Text

1 The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home,
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay;
The corntop's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day.
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry all happy and bright;
By'm by hard times comes 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.

2 They hunt no more for the possum and the coon,
On the meadow, the hill and the shore;
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
On the bench by the 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! [Refrain]

3 The head must bow and the back will have to bend,
Wherever the darkey may go;
A few more days and the trouble all will end,
In the field where the sugar canes 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! [Refrain]

Source: Seth Parker's Hymnal #189

Author: Stephen C. Foster

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Text Information

First Line: The Sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
Author: Stephen C. Foster
Refrain First Line: Weep no more, my lady



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Sacred and Secular Selections: for gentlemen's voices #122Page Scan
Seth Parker's Hymnal #189TextPage Scan
Songs of Service: for use in assemblies of young people and older boys and girls #129Page Scan
The Assembly Hymn and Song Collection: designed for use in chapel, assembly, convocation, or general exercises of schools, normals, colleges and universities. (3rd ed.) #223Page Scan