From “The Honeymoon Express”, 1913
Words by Ray Sherwood
Music by Bert L. Rule
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Way way down in dear old Tennessee
That’s the place to have a jubilee
Pack your grip and take a trip with me
Back where hearts are ever light and free
I’m just longing to be there once more
Hanging ’round that good old cabin door
I can hear them darkies singing soft and low
As they did long years ago
Just to please me hon’ you can ease me hon’
Hurry now, say that you’ll go
Chorus
I hear dear old Uncle Pete
Voice so clear and sweet
Leading all them darkies on a music treat
There’s Aunty Jane just the same
Chasing all them Picks around a playin’ a game
Things are gay, night and day
Now don’t forget that when that whistle blows
I will be right there with that train
Rolling back again
Down where the Tennessee Flows
- There’s a feeling you don’t understand
Comes a-stealing when you reach that strand
Swell your chest because you’re feeling grand
When a Pal comes up and grabs your hand
Dear old Daddy with his silver hair
Mother rocking in her good old chair
I can hear them singing good old songs they’ve sung
As in days when I was young
Don’t you hesitate come it’s getting late
Hurry hon’ you’ll say it’s great