Chords for Old Folks at Home, by Stephen C. Foster, 1851.
Tempo:
137.85 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [G]
[D]
Way down on the [G] Smoney [D] River, far, far [A] away, [D]
where my heart is turning [G] ever, [D]
there's where
the old folks stay.
But now the old [G] [D] creation, sadly I roam, is now preparing for the old [G] plantation, [D]
and
for the old folks at home.
[Am]
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [G]
everywhere I [A] roam.
[D]
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.
[G] [D]
All around the little farm I wandered, when I was [A] [G] young.
In [D]
many happy days I squandered, many's a song I sung.
In what I was wanting with my [G] [D] brother, happy [G] was I.
[D]
Oh, take me to my dear old [G] [D] mother, dare let me live and [A] die.
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [Bm]
everywhere [D] I [Em] [D]
roam.
Oh, in the dark days now my heart [G] grows weary, [D]
far from the old folks at home.
[G] [D]
[C] [D]
A little hut among [G] the [D] rushes, one that [A] I love.
[D]
A system of [G] every [D] rushes, no [A] matter where [D] I roam.
When will I hear the bees [G] a [Bm]-homing, [D] all around the coal?
Will I hear the [G] pitchcock toming, [D]
and in my good old home?
[Am]
[Bm] Oh, [D] dear world, I'm sad and weary, everywhere I [Em] roam.
[D]
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows [G] [D] weary, far from [Em] the [D] old folks at home.
[G] [D]
[N]
[D]
Way down on the [G] Smoney [D] River, far, far [A] away, [D]
where my heart is turning [G] ever, [D]
there's where
the old folks stay.
But now the old [G] [D] creation, sadly I roam, is now preparing for the old [G] plantation, [D]
and
for the old folks at home.
[Am]
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [G]
everywhere I [A] roam.
[D]
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.
[G] [D]
All around the little farm I wandered, when I was [A] [G] young.
In [D]
many happy days I squandered, many's a song I sung.
In what I was wanting with my [G] [D] brother, happy [G] was I.
[D]
Oh, take me to my dear old [G] [D] mother, dare let me live and [A] die.
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [Bm]
everywhere [D] I [Em] [D]
roam.
Oh, in the dark days now my heart [G] grows weary, [D]
far from the old folks at home.
[G] [D]
[C] [D]
A little hut among [G] the [D] rushes, one that [A] I love.
[D]
A system of [G] every [D] rushes, no [A] matter where [D] I roam.
When will I hear the bees [G] a [Bm]-homing, [D] all around the coal?
Will I hear the [G] pitchcock toming, [D]
and in my good old home?
[Am]
[Bm] Oh, [D] dear world, I'm sad and weary, everywhere I [Em] roam.
[D]
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows [G] [D] weary, far from [Em] the [D] old folks at home.
[G] [D]
[N]
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Way down on the [G] Smoney [D] River, far, far _ [A] away, [D] _ _
_ where my heart is turning [G] ever, [D]
there's where
the old folks stay. _ _
_ But now the old [G] [D] creation, _ sadly I roam, is now preparing for the old [G] plantation, [D] _
and
for the old folks at home.
_ [Am] _
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [G] _
everywhere I [A] roam.
[D] _
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
All around the little farm I wandered, when I was [A] [G] young.
In [D]
many happy days I squandered, many's a song I sung. _
In what I was wanting with my [G] [D] brother, _ happy [G] was I.
[D] _
Oh, take me to my dear old [G] [D] mother, dare let me live and _ [A] die. _
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [Bm] _
everywhere [D] I _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ roam.
Oh, in the dark days now my heart [G] grows weary, [D]
far from the old folks at home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
A little hut among [G] the [D] rushes, one that [A] I love.
[D] _ _
_ A system of [G] every [D] rushes, no [A] matter where [D] I roam. _
When will I hear the bees [G] a [Bm]-homing, _ [D] all around the coal? _ _ _
_ Will I hear the [G] pitchcock toming, [D]
and in my good old home?
_ _ [Am] _
[Bm] Oh, [D] dear world, I'm sad and weary, _ everywhere I [Em] roam.
_ [D] _
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows [G] [D] weary, far from [Em] the [D] old folks at home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Way down on the [G] Smoney [D] River, far, far _ [A] away, [D] _ _
_ where my heart is turning [G] ever, [D]
there's where
the old folks stay. _ _
_ But now the old [G] [D] creation, _ sadly I roam, is now preparing for the old [G] plantation, [D] _
and
for the old folks at home.
_ [Am] _
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [G] _
everywhere I [A] roam.
[D] _
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
All around the little farm I wandered, when I was [A] [G] young.
In [D]
many happy days I squandered, many's a song I sung. _
In what I was wanting with my [G] [D] brother, _ happy [G] was I.
[D] _
Oh, take me to my dear old [G] [D] mother, dare let me live and _ [A] die. _
[D] Oh, dear world, I'm sad and weary, [Bm] _
everywhere [D] I _ [Em] _ [D] _ _
_ roam.
Oh, in the dark days now my heart [G] grows weary, [D]
far from the old folks at home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
A little hut among [G] the [D] rushes, one that [A] I love.
[D] _ _
_ A system of [G] every [D] rushes, no [A] matter where [D] I roam. _
When will I hear the bees [G] a [Bm]-homing, _ [D] all around the coal? _ _ _
_ Will I hear the [G] pitchcock toming, [D]
and in my good old home?
_ _ [Am] _
[Bm] Oh, [D] dear world, I'm sad and weary, _ everywhere I [Em] roam.
_ [D] _
Oh, in the dark days now my heart grows [G] [D] weary, far from [Em] the [D] old folks at home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _