[00:04.00]Way down upon the Swanee River, far far away,
[00:13.00]There's where my heart is turning ever,
[00:17.00]There's where the old folks stay,
[00:21.00]All up and down the whole creation,
[00:25.00]Sadly I roam.
[00:29.00]Still longing for the old plantation,
[00:33.00]And for the old folks' home,
[00:37.00]All the world is sad and dreary,
[00:41.00]Everywhere I roam.
[00:46.00]Oh Lordy! how my heart grows weary,
[00:50.00]Far from the old folks' home,
[01:02.00]One little hut among the bushes,one that I love,
[01:10.00]Still sadly to my memory rushes,no matter where I rove,
[01:19.00]When will I see the bees are humming all round the comb
[01:27.00]When will I hear the banjo is strumming down in my good old home
[01:35.00]All the world is sad and dreary,
[01:40.00]Everywhere I roam,
[01:44.00]Oh Lordy! how my heart grows weary,
[01:48.00]Far from the old folks' home.