My Old Kentucky Home, Goodnight

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the old folks are gay
Where the corn top’s ripe and the meadow’s in the bloom
While the birds make music all the day
Weep no more, my lady
Oh weep no more today
We’ll sing one song
For my old Kentucky Home
For my old Kentucky Home far away
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor
They’re merry, all happy and bright
By and by hard times will come a-knocking at my door
Then my old Kentucky Home, good night
Weep no more, my lady
No weep no more today
We’ll sing one song
For my old Kentucky Home
For my old Kentucky Home far away
Weep no more, my lady
Oh weep no more today
We’ll sing one song
For my old Kentucky Home
For my old Kentucky Home far away
For my old Kentucky Home far away