Down where the Swanee River flows

I had a big surprise today

While I was watching a photo play,

I even saw my dear old home town

Down in Dixieland, oh

It was grand,

Just to sit right there, and gaze

At the scenes of bygone days,

Made me yearn to return to the land and people,

I will love always,

I even saw the same old school,

Where I learned the golden rule.

Down where the Swanee River

Flows I want to be there

Down where the cotton blossom grows,

I want to see there,

My little sister Flo', keepin' time with Uncle Joe,

Singing a song and raggin' on his old banjo

I see my, my dear old mother

Oh, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy,

How I love her,

When the birds are singing in the wildwood

My happy childhood

That comes back once more

My heart is sore, that's why

I wanna be where they care for me

Every night they say a little prayer for me

Down where the Swanee River flows.

Down where the Swanee River

Flows I want to be there

Down where the cotton blossom grows,

I want to see there,

My little sister Flo', keepin' time with Uncle Joe,

Singing a song and raggin' on his old banjo

I see my dear old mother

Oh, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy,

How I love her,

When the birds are singing in the wildwood

My happy childhood

That comes back once more

My heart is sore, that's why

I wanna be where they care for me

Every night they say a little prayer for me

Down where the Swanee River flows.