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Show J ,: '• -----------··------- . -··-·---· The sun shines bright on the old Kentu.cky home, ''l'is surr:·ner, the darki e s are g8.y The corntop's ripe a nd t he meadorrs in bloom, ~hile the birds rnake music a ll t he day. The ~r oung folks roll on t hs little cabin floor, All merry, all happy a r. d bright; By 'n bye h 8rd times come s 2 -knolring 8 t t h e rJ.oor, Th ~ n my old Kentucky ho mr.; , g- oor-1n i g h'\. vtreep rw more, :-v:;· l a dy, Oh, Tieep no Mo~ e + • d ay . 1i-/e Vlill sin <:~ Ol_ r, sore son!_!, for the old KenL1ck,1 n ome , For my old K3 ntucky hor:10 f nr ar,ay. F.ALLELUJAH ! I I I\/; A BU:'·i Oh , Tihy don't you uork like other men do? But hon can I nork rben th-s re I s no rrork to do? H:i 11 e 1 u j Hh , I ' m a bum ! H8.llelujs.h, bum agnin. Hallelujah, give UB a h and to revive us a g .?,in. TEYAS C0 1 ·BOY Oh, I'm PTexas cowboS, so far a ns. y fr om home. 1 If I get back to texas, I never rnore will l"oam. Montana is too cold for me; the ninters are too long; Before the round-ups so begin, our mone y is all gone. I've trave led lots of country, Nebrask's hills of sand, Dorm through the Indian Nation, Rnd up the Rio Gr::,nde; But t :1e bad lands of Montana ar t h e ~ orst I've ever seen; The conboys ar s a ll tender-feet a ~d the dog i es are all lean. IT r E· D \ RK ON OB SERVETORY HILL It's dark on Observetor:v Hill. Come on, lAt 's pretend Tre 're Jack a:'.'ld Jj_ll, '11 stroll to the Hill top uhere College s uee the arts go To look at V.., e lights on the camp s belort 11 e 1 11 l u -:rn Hhat a qtrononw is for We'll l earn t he st ars c Pn have in store . Oh , I love my bos s a n d my bo s s I knon in advanc e the moon may love s r1(; , mea n romanc e An d t hn t is the r ~ason t ha t I' m When It's dark on Observatory H::.l:· so h ung ry, Balle lujah, I'm a burr: . (etc.) ,:, i 1·•_ : -~ ,-,- Tho se songs n~ ~ -plac e d her e for y ou f e llo~s to enjoy and sing. ----------'----------- ------- ···- -- -~ - - - - |
