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Old Folks at Home

Tekst: Stephen Foster
Muziek: Stephen Foster
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  1. Way down upon the Suwannee River far, far away.
    There's where my heart is turning ever.
    There's where the old folks stay.
    All up and down the whole creation, sadly I roam.
    Still longing for my childhood station
    and for the old folks at home.
    All the world is sad and dreary
    everywhere I roam.
    Oh dear ones, how my heart grows weary
    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 memory rushes
    no matter where I rove.
    When will I see the bees a-humming all 'round the comb?
    When shall I hear the banjo strumming
    down in my good old home?

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