American Madley
George Formby
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The sun shines bright in my old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay
The corn tops ripe and the meadow's in the bloom
While the birds make music all the day
The Camptown ladies sing this song, Oh a do da, oh a do da
The Camptown racetrack five miles long, Oh a do da, oh a do da
Going to run all night, going to run all day
I bet my money on a bobtail nag, somebody bet on the bay
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain, coming round the mountain
Coming round the mountain when she comes
Way down upon the Swanee river, far far away
There's where my heart is turning ever
There's where the old folk stay
I came from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
I've come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Over there, over there, send a word, send a word over there
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming
The drums rum tumming everywhere
Over there, say a prayer, send the word, send the word to beware
We'll be over, we're coming over
And we won't come back till it's over, over there
Anchors Aweigh my boys, anchors aweigh, farewell to college joys
We sail at break of day, day, day, day
Through out last night on shore
Drink to the foam, until we meet again
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home