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I realized that "Old Waits Carol" and "My Old Kentucky Home" have about the same meter. So...what happens if you put them together?


A fairly somber piece. This can be sung to the Old Waits Carol or to Kentucky Home, but is optimized for the latter.


The moon shines bright on my old Kentucky home,
A little before the day,
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's all in bloom,
And bids us awake and pray!

 

The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
Awake and you shall hear,
By and by hard times will come a knocking at the door,
For they whom we love so dear.


Weep no more, my lady,
oh weep no more today,
The Lord our God, he died upon the cross,
For the old Kentucky home far away.


They hunt no more for the possum and the coon.
When shall they come to thee?
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
Thy joy that they may see.


The day draws nigh like a shadow o'er the heart,
And from their glorious seat,
The time has come for the children to depart,
With the heavenly dew so sweet.


Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today,
The Lord our God, he died upon the cross,
For the old Kentucky home far away.


The life of man is but a little span
Where ever the children may go,
They are here today, and gone tomorrow
From the field where the sugar-canes grow.


A few more days for to tote the weary load,
We can stay no longer here,
A few more days for to totter on the road,
God send us a happy new year.


Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today,
The lord our God, he died upon the cross,
For the old Kentucky home far away.

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