The Old Folks At Home
The Mills Brothers Lyrics


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Way down upon the Swanee River,
Far, far away
That's where my heart is yearning ever,
Home where the old folks stay

Way down upon the Swanee River,
Far, far away-hey
Whoa, that's where my heart is yearning ever,
Home where the old folks stay

All up and down the whole creation,
Sadly I roam
I'm a still a-longin' for the old plantation,
Oh, for the old folks at home

Ah-oh-oh!

Oh, my my!

Well, way down upon the Swanee River,
Far, far away-hey.
Whoa, that's where my heart is yearning ever,
Home where the old folks stay.

All up and down the whole creation,
Sadly I roam.
I'm still a-longin' for the old plantation,
And for the old folks at home.

All the world is sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam
Oh, darkies, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home
Far from the old folks at home




Far from the old folks at home
Far from the old folks at home

Overall Meaning

The Mills Brothers's "The Old Folks At Home" is a song that captures the longing for one's homeland and the memories of the old folks who lived there. It was originally composed by Stephen Foster, who is often credited as the father of American popular music. The song's lyrics describe the singer's yearning for the old plantation they left behind on the banks of the Swanee River. The river symbolizes the distance between the singer and their home, and the pain they feel from being away from their loved ones. They describe the world around them as "sad and dreary" and express how much their heart grows weary in their travels.


The lyrics also reflect the cultural and racial tensions of the time. The use of the word "darkies" was a common term for African Americans in the mid-1800s, which was when Foster wrote the song. While some may see it as offensive today, it is important to recognize it in the context of the song's historical period.


Overall, "The Old Folks At Home" serves as a nostalgic reminder of the importance of family and community roots. It reminds listeners of the value of returning to the places and people that have influenced them and provided a sense of belonging.


Line by Line Meaning

Way down upon the Swanee River,
I am reminiscing about the Swanee River, a distant place where I feel my heart yearning and calling me to come back to.


Far, far away-hey.
This is how far off I feel, both in time and place, from my beloved Swanee River.


Whoa, that's where my heart is yearning ever,
I am constantly longing to return to the Swanee River, no matter where I go or what I do.


Home where the old folks stay.
My heart belongs with the elderly people living in the Swanee River, the place I call home.


All up and down the whole creation,
I have traveled everywhere, everywhere in the world, but I still feel incomplete because I cannot find the peace and comfort I have in the Swanee River.


Sadly I roam.
My wandering is not driven by any sense of purpose or joy. Instead, it is simply a sad reminder of how far I am from the happiness I once knew.


I'm still a-longin' for the old plantation,
My yearning is for the old plantation, the land where I lived with the people who mean the most to me: the elderly inhabitants of the Swanee River.


And for the old folks at home.
I miss the older people from my community, the people who were my family and my friends, more than anything else in the world.


All the world is sad and dreary,
Everywhere seems bleak and humorless, because I am disconnected from the happiness I experienced in the elderly community at the Swanee River.


Ev'rywhere I roam
Regardless of where I go in search of happiness or fulfillment, I cannot shake the feeling that my true home is the Swanee River.


Oh, darkies, how my heart grows weary,
As a person of color, I feel particularly burdened by my displacement, because my community in Swanee River were the only people who really understood me.


Far from the old folks at home
The distance I feel from my elderly friends and family, and all the happy memories I shared with them at the Swanee River, is overwhelming and distressing.


Far from the old folks at home
No matter how far I go or how long I am away from my old community, my ties to them will never be cut.


Far from the old folks at home
I cannot forget where I came from or the people who mean so much to me, no matter how hard I try.




Lyrics Ā© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CECIL MILNER, STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER

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Comments from YouTube:

@FawleyJude

I just read an article by Gary Giddens in which he discusses this tune, so I appreciate having it uploaded so I can hear it. He says it's actually a send-up of the tune and its "slaves longing for the old plantation" message. Armstrong says at the end, "Well look here, we are far away from home--yeah, man," meaning "we're well past the plantation days of old."

@the1920sand30s

Thank you for your interesting comment and for watching, it's much appreciated!

@infinitesimally7844

Thanks so much for the upload !

@the1920sand30s

You're welcome! Thank you for watching, it's much appreciated!

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