"My Old Kentucky Home"
by Stephen Collins Foster -1853

The sun shines bright on 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-knockin’ at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good-night!

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.

(Click here to listen to the state song in WAV format.)