5 -4 4 5 -5 4 7 -6 7 Way down u-pon the Swa-nee Riv-er, 6 5 4 -4 Far, far a-way, 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 7 -6 7 There's where my heart is turn-ing ev-er, 6 5 4 -4 -4 4 There's where the old folks stay. 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 7 -6 7 All up and down the whole cre-a-tion, 6 5 4 -4 Sad-ly I roam, 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 7 -6 7 Still long-ing for the old plan-ta-tion, 6 5 4 -4 -4 -4 4 And for the old folks at home. -7 7 -8 6 6 -6 6 7 All the world is sad and drear-y, 7 -6 -5 -6 6 Ev-'ry where I roam; 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 7 -6 7 Oh, broth-er how my heart grows wear-y 6 5 4 -4 -4 -4 4 Far from the old folks at home.