G          G7           C            G
The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
                 A7          D7
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay
    G          G7           C           G
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in bloom
          Em         D     D7      G
While the birds make music all the day

                G7          C            G
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor
               A7        D7
All merry, all happy and bright
      G       G7           C               G
By 'n by hard times come a-knocking at the door
        Em           A7    D7   G
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.

G       C       G
Weep no more my lady,
   C              G
oh weep no more today.
                 G7           C            G
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
        Em           A7   D7   G
for the old Kentucky home far away.

     G       G7            C              G
They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
               A7           D7
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
     G       G7          C              G
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
       Em            D   D7    G
On the bench by that old cabin door.

             G7        C               G
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart,
                  A7        D7
With sorrow where all was delight.
    G        G7            C               G
The time has come when the darkies have to part,
        Em           A7    D7   G
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.

G       C       G
Weep no more my lady,
   C              G
oh weep no more today.
                 G7           C            G
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
        Em           A7   D7   G
for the old Kentucky home far away.
    G                     C                 G
The head must bow and the back will have to bend,
              A7        D7 
Wherever the darkey may go
  G7                    C            G
A few more days and the trouble will end,
                   D7              G
In the field where sugar-canes may grow.
                       C              G
A few more days for to tote the weary load,
                   A7      D7
No matter, 'twill never be light.
  G                     C             G
A few more days till we totter on the road,
        Em           A7    D7   G
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.

G       C       G
Weep no more my lady,
   C              G
oh weep no more today.
                 G7           C            G
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
        Em           A7   D7   G
for the old Kentucky home far away.