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day it snowed real hard and she disappeared

I loved little Agnes Johnson
I met her at the old folks home
She'd call me up and say" hey Stephen
to the endless listening spaces
And the stormy ocean breakers rolling by

Chorus:
And the poet sadly sings his song of bitter lamentation
And the warrior
from foster home to foster home
She keep her fingernails clean, low rider jeans
But her low rider jeans ain’t low as her self-esteem
This happens
Down by the Swanee

The folks up north will see me no more 
When I go to the Swanee Shore! 

Swanee! 
How I love you, how I love you 
My dear old
Mammy, mammy,
I love the old folks at home

I love you Swanee
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world if I could only be
Down by the Swanee

The folks up north will see me no more 
When I go to the Swanee Shore! 

Swanee! 
How I love you, how I love you 
My dear old
Mammy, mammy,
I love the old folks at home

I love you Swanee
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world if I could only be
David Foster lives in Gloucester with his family
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with
When the sunsets in the sky
And the flowers never die, yes
Friends don't pass you by
Cause that's my home

When the folks say how do you do
love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
When sunset in the sky,
And flowers never die, yeas
And friends don't pass you by,
Because that's my home
Oh where the folks say howdedo.
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

(whistling)
I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

(whistling)
I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I love you,
love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
When the sunsets in the sky
And the flowers never die, yes
Friends don't pass you by
Cause that's my home

When the folks say how do you do
home,
For the old Kentucky home far away. 

They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

(whistling)
I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I
love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

(whistling)
I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I
love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
home,
For the old Kentucky home far away. 

They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by
love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
by the Swanee.
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore.

(whistling)
I miss the old folks at home.

Swanee, how I
home,
For the old Kentucky home far away. 

They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by