My Old Kentucky Home

The sun shines bright in the (C)old Kentucky (G)home;

'tis summer, the (A7)folks there are (D)gay.

The (G)corn top's ripe and the (C)meadow's in the (G)bloom,

while the (D7)birds make the music all the (G)day.

The young folks roll on the (C)little cabin (G)floor,

all merry, all (A7)happy and (D)bright.

By'n (G)by hard times comes (C)aknocking at the (G)door;

then my old Kentucky (D7)home, good (G)night!

Weep no (C)more, my (G)lady,

oh, (C)weep no more (G)today!

We will sing one song for the (C)old Kentucky (G)home,

for the old Kentucky (D7)home far (G)away.

(G)They hunt no more for the (C)possum and the (G)coon on meadow,

the (A7)hill and the (D)shore.

They (G)sing no more by the (C)glimmer of the (G)moon on the (D7)bench by the old ar cabin (G)door.

The day goes by like a (C)shadow o'er the (G)heart,

with sorrow where (A7)all was (D)delight.

The (G)time has come when the (C)old friends have to (G)part;

then my old Kentucky (D7)home, good (G)night!

Weep no (C)more, my (G)lady,

oh, (C)weep no more (G)today!

We will sing one song for the (C)old Kentucky (G)home,

for the old Kentucky (D7)home far (G)away.

(G)The way.