Julie London — Old Folks at Home

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 the world is sad and dreary Everywhere I roam Oh Lordy my heart grows weary For the old folks at home Way down upon the Swanee River far far away That's where my heart is turning ever That's where the old folks stay All the world is sad and dreary Everywhere I roam My heart grows weary For the old folks at home