My Old Kentucky Home

Kentucky State Song

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Kentucky quarter

The U.S. Mint's bicentennial commemorative quarter for Kentucky features a thoroughbred racehorse (state horse), the historic Federal Hill mansion in Bardstown, and the title of Kentucky's state song: "My Old Kentucky Home." Kentucky became the 15th state in 1792. Public domain image on Wikipedia.

Official State Song of Kentucky

Kentucky adopted "My Old Kentucky Home" by Stephen Foster as the official state song in 1928. Kentucky also recognizes a state bluegrass song (Blue Moon of Kentucky). All State Songs

Contemporary Lyrics (1986)

The sun shines bright in My Old Kentucky Home,
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn-top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom
While the birds make music all the day.
 
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By 'n' by hard times comes a knocking at the door,
Then My Old Kentucky Home, good night!
 
CHORUS
 
Weep no more my lady
Oh weep no more today;
We will sing one song
For My Old Kentucky Home
For My Old Kentucky Home, far away
 

Original Lyrics (1853)

The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home,
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay;
The corn-top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day.
 
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By 'n' by Hard Times comes a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
 
CHORUS
 
Weep no more my lady
Oh! weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
For the Old Kentucky Home far away.
 
VERSE 2
 
They hunt no more for the possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
On the bench by the old cabin door.
 
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart,
With sorrow, where all was delight,
The time has come when the darkies have to part,
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
 
VERSE 3
 
The head must bow and the back will have to bend,
Wherever the darky may go;
A few more days, and the trouble all will end,
In the field where the sugar-canes grow;
 
A few more days for to tote the weary load,
No matter, 'twill never be light;
A few more days till we totter on the road,
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
Kentucky

Images

Stephen Foster (1826-1864); public domain image on Wikipedia.

Stephen Foster (1826-1864)

Videos

My Old Kentucky Home