My Old Kentucky Home
In the summer of 1852, the gifted composer Stephen Foster was visiting at Federal Hill, Bardstown, Kentucky. It was there he composed and wrote the immortal song, "My Old Kentucky Home."
The Sun shines bright in he
old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's
in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day;
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy, and bright,
By 'n by hard times comes
a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home,
good night!
Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today!
We will sing one song
for the old Kentucky home,
For the old Kentucky home far away.
Photo by John Hockersmith
postmarked in 2009 with a 42 cent flag stamp
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