Boxcar Willie - My old kentucky home

^COh the sun shines bright on my ^Fold Kentucky ^Chome The summer is fading ^G7away

The ^Ccorn tops are right and the ^Fmeadow's in the ^Cbloom While the birds sings ^G7music all the ^Cday

The young folks roll on the ^Fold cabin ^Cfloor All merry all happy and ^G7bright

By and ^Cby hard times comes ^Fknocking on the ^Cdoor In my old Kentucky ^G7home good ^Cnight

So weep ^Fno more my ^Clady Oh ^Fweep no more ^Ctoday

We will sing one song for my ^Fold Kentucky ^Chome For my old Kentucky ^G7home far ^Caway

We will hunt no more for the '^Fpossum and the ^Ccoon On the meadows by the hill and the ^G7shore

We ^Cwill sing no more by the ^Fglimmer of the ^Cmoon In the yard by the ^G7old cabin ^Cdoor

The days goes by like a ^Fshadow on my ^Cheart With sorrow where there was ^G7delight

The ^Ctime has come when we ^Fall have to ^Cpart In my old Kentucky ^G7home good ^Cnight

So weep ^Fno more my ^Clady Oh ^Fweep no more ^Ctoday

We will sing one song for my ^Fold Kentucky ^Chome For my old Kentucky ^G7home far ^Caway

The head must bow and the ^Fback must ^Cbend Wherever we may all ^G7go

A ^Cfew more days and the ^Ftrouble will all ^Cend In the field where the ^G7sugarcane ^Cgrows

A few more days to ^Ftote the weary ^Cload No matter it never will be ^G7light

A ^Cfew more days till we ^Ftotter on the ^Croad In my old Kentucky ^G7home good ^Cnight

So weep ^Fno more my ^Clady Oh ^Fweep no more ^Ctoday

We will sing one song for my ^Fold Kentucky ^Chome For my old Kentucky ^G7home far ^Caway

For my old Kentucky ^G7home far ^Caway