Swanee River

Swanee River

Pete Seeger

edited by Plaisir

Way down upon the Swanee River,

Far, far away

That's where my heart is turning ever

That's where the old folks stay

All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam

Oh brothers, how my heart grows weary

Far from the old folks at home

All up and down the whole creation,

Sadly I roam

Still longing for the old plantation

And for the old folks at home

All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam

Oh brothers, how my heart grows weary

Far from the old folks at home

When will I see the bees a humming,

All around the comb

When will I hear the banjo strumming,

Down in my good old home

All the world is sad and dreary everywhere I roam

Oh brothers, how my heart grows weary

Far from the old folks at home