BEN LOVES TO FISH SO TODAY WE ALL WENT TO THE SWANNEE RIVER,WE FOUND A DEER JAW BONE.. YOU CAN SEE BEN HOLDING IT STILL WITH TEETH
Lyrics
[4]Although this song may sometimes be performed with "modern" lyrics that some see as more racially sensitive, the song's original lyrics, included here, have been officially adopted as the lyrics of Florida's state song.[2]
1st verse
Way down upon de Swanee ribber (river)
Far, far away,
Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
Dere's wha de old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for de old plantation
And for de old folks at home.
Chorus
All de world am sad and dreary,
Ebry where I roam,
Oh! darkies how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.
2nd verse
All round de little farm I wandered
When I was young,
Den many happy days I squandered,
Many de songs I sung.
When I was playing wid my brudder
Happy was I
Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,
Dere let me live and die.
Chorus
3rd verse
One little hut amond de bushes,
One dat I love,
Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,
No matter where I rove
When will I see de bees a humming
All round de comb?
When will I hear de banjo tumming
Down in my good old home?
[edit] Popular culture
BEN LOVES TO FISH SO TODAY WE ALL WENT TO THE SWANNEE RIVER,WE FOUND A DEER JAW BONE.. YOU CAN SEE BEN HOLDING IT STILL WITH TEETH
Lyrics
[4]Although this song may sometimes be performed with "modern" lyrics that some see as more racially sensitive, the song's original lyrics, included here, have been officially adopted as the lyrics of Florida's state song.[2]
1st verse
Way down upon de Swanee ribber (river)
Far, far away,
Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
Dere's wha de old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for de old plantation
And for de old folks at home.
Chorus
All de world am sad and dreary,
Ebry where I roam,
Oh! darkies how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.
2nd verse
All round de little farm I wandered
When I was young,
Den many happy days I squandered,
Many de songs I sung.
When I was playing wid my brudder
Happy was I
Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,
Dere let me live and die.
Chorus
3rd verse
One little hut amond de bushes,
One dat I love,
Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,
No matter where I rove
When will I see de bees a humming
All round de comb?
When will I hear de banjo tumming
Down in my good old home?
[edit] Popular culture
