Old Cabin Home


A. W. AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER & PRINTER, Tenth and Race Sts., Philadelphia, Pa,

Old Cabin home

I am going far away,
Far away to leave you now,
To the Mississippi I am going,
I will take my old banjo,
And I’ll sing this little song,
Away down in my Old Cabin Home.

I am going to leave this land.
With this, our darkey band,
To travel all the wide world over,
And when I get tired,
I will settle down to rest,
Away down in my Old Cabin Home.

When old age comes on us,
And my hair is turning gray,
I will hang up my banjo all alone,
I'll set by the fire,
And I'll pass the time away,
Away down in my Old Cabin Home,

'Tis there where I roam,
Away down on the old farm,
Where all the darkies am free,
O merrily sound the banjo,
For the white folks around the room,
Away down in my Old Cabin Home.

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