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My Old Kentucky Home

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The sun shines bright 

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in the old Ken-tuck-y home.

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'Tis sum-mer the dark-ies are gay.

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The corn top's ripe and the mea-dow's in the bloom,

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While the birds makin' mus-ic all the day.

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The young folk roll on the lit-tle cab-in floor.

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All mer-ry all hap-py and bright. 

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By'n by hard times come a knock-in' at the door,

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Then my old Ken-tuck-y home, good night.

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Weep no more my la-dy,

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Oh, weep no more to-day.

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We will sing one song of my old Ken-tuck-y home.

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For the old Ken-tuck-y home far a-way.