Way down upon the Swanee River,
Far, far away

There's where my heart is turning ever,
There's where the old folks stay.

All up and down the whole creation,
Sadly I roam. (feeling blue)

Still a-longin' for the old plantation,
And for the old folks at home.

All the world is sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam.

Oh, how my heart heavy grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home

(oh I remember when)
All around the little farm I wander
When I was young
Then many happy days I sqaundered
Many songs I song

All the world is sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam.

Oh, how my heavy heart is weary,
All the world is sad and dready
Far from the old folks at home
The Swanee River is calling me home