| Way down upon the Swanee River,
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| Far, far away.
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| That’s where my heart is yearning ever,
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| Home where the old folks stay.
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| Way down upon the Swanee River,
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| Far, far away-hey.
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| Wo, that’s where my heart is yearning ever,
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| Home where the old folks stay.
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| All up and down the whole creation,
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| Sadly I roam.
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| I’m a still a-longin' for the old plantation,
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| Oh, for the old folks at home.
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| Ah-oh-oh!
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| Oh, my my!
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| Well, way down upon the Swanee River,
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| Far, far away-hey.
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| Wo, that’s where my heart is yearning ever,
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| Home where the old folks stay.
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| All up and down the whole creation,
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| Sadly I roam.
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| I’m still a-longin' for the old plantation,
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| And for the old folks at home.
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| All the world is sad and dreary,
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| Ev’rywhere I roam.
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| Oh, darkies, how my heart grows weary,
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| Far from the old folks at home
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| Far from the old folks at home
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| Far from the old folks at home
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| Far from the old folks at home. |