VERSE

Moonlight
On Swanee's muddy shore
By my door.
Music
I've often heard before,
Hear't no more.
Years have slipped away
And left me longin'
For the days of happiness
I'll see no more.

REFRAIN

Old rockin' chair's got me,
Cane by my side;
Fetch me that gin, son,
'Fore I tan your hide.
Can't get from this cabin,
Goin' nowhere;
Just sit me here grabbin'
At the flies 'round this rockin' chair.
My dear old Aunt Harriet
In heaven she be,
Send me sweet chariot,
For the end of these troubles I see.
Old rockin' chair gits it,
Judgment day is here,
Chained to my rockin' chair.