American Old Time Song Lyrics: 35 Sunny Southern Home2

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 35

SUNNY SOUTHERN HOME2
By Will E. Ford.

I am thinking now of them good ole days
When down in de cotton fields we'd roam;
Of my wife and little ones dat am departed long ago
To dat bright land where sorrow never comes;
How ole massa and ole misses, when our daily work was o'er,
Would sit 'neath the arbor by de dell.
And list' to de mellodee ob de darkies' jubilee,
In my sunny Southern home I loved so well.

Chorus.
Den give me back dem days, dem good ole days,
Of de happy times we had I love to tell;
Where de banjo And fiddle would make de cabin ring,
In my sunny Southern home I loved so well.

I'se gittin' ole and feeble, my eyes am gettin' dim;
Soon dis feeble frame of mine will hab to go
To dat cannan's happy land to join de contraband,
Who hab left dis world of hardship, toil and woe;
But I will wander back to de ole plantation home,
Just to gaze on de spot where I did dwell,
Where de little ones would roam around de cabin home,
In my sunny Southern home I loved so well.- Chorus.