Excerpt from My Old Kentucky Home 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. They hunt no more for the possum and the coon On the meadow, the hill, and the shore; They sing no more, by the glimmer of the moon, On the bench by the Old cabin door. The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, With sorrow where all was delight. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.