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"old kentucky"
tHE SUN SHINES BRIGHT IN THE
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y HOME, 'tIS
SUM-MER THE DARK-IES ARE
GAY; tHE
CORN-TOPS RIPE AND THE
MEA-DOWS IN BLOOM, wHILE THE
BIRDS MAKE MU-SIC ALL THE
DAY. tHE YOUNG FOLKS ROLL ON THE
LIT-TLE CA-BIN FLOOR, aLL
MER-RY ALL HAP-PY AND
BRIGHT; bY'N BYE HARD TIMES COMES A
KNOCK-ING AT THE DOOR, tHEN MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, gOOD-NIGHT!
wEEP NO MORE MY LADY, oH!
WEEP NO MORE TO-DAY, wE WILL
SING ONE SONG FOR THE
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, fOR MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME FAR A-WAY.
tHEY HUNT NO MORE FOR THE
POS-SUM AND THE COON, oN
MEA-DOW, THE HILL, AND THE
SHORE; tHEY SING NO MORE BY THE
GLIM-MER OF THE MOON, oN THE
BENCH BY THE OLD CA-BIN
DOOR. tHE DAY GOES BY LIKE A
SHA-DOW O'ER THE HEART WITH
SOR-ROW AS HERE ALL WAS DE-
LIGHT; tHE TIME HAS COME WHEN THE
DARK-IES HAVE TO PART, tHEN MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, gOOD-NIGHT!
wEEP NO MORE MY LADY, oH!
WEEP NO MORE TO-DAY, wE WILL
SING ONE SONG FOR THE
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, fOR MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME FAR A-WAY.
tHE HEAD MUST BOW AND THE
BACK WILL HAVE TO BEND
wHERE-EV-ER THE DARK-IES
MAY GO;
a FEW MORE DAYS, AND THE
TROU-BLE ALL WILL END
iN THE FIELD WHERE THE
SU-GAR CANES GROW. a FEW MORE
DAYS FOR TO TOTE THE WEAR-Y LOAD,
nO MAT-TER 'TWILL NE-VER BE LIGHT,
a FEW MORE DAYS TILL WE
TOT-TER ON THE ROAD, tHEN MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, gOOD-NIGHT!
wEEP NO MORE MY LADY, oH!
WEEP NO MORE TO-DAY, wE WILL
SING ONE SONG FOR THE
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME, fOR MY
oLD kEN-TUCK-Y hOME FAR A-WAY.