Way

down

u-

pon

the

Swan-

ee

Riv-

er

Far,

far

a-

way

That’s

where

my

heart

is

turn-

ing

e-

ver

That’s

where

the

old

folks

stay.

(chorus)

All

the

world

is

sad

and

drear-

y

Ev-

‘ry

where

I

roam

Oh

Lord-

y

how

my

heart

grows

wear-

y

Far

from

the

old

folks

at

home.