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