by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864)

Down among the cane brakes
Language: English 
Once I could laugh and play,
When in life's early day,
Then I was far away --
Down among the cane-brakes.
 Down among the cane-brakes on the Mississippi shore
 Oh! those happy days, those happy days are o'er!
 Oh! those happy days will come back no more!

Yes I was free from care;
All was bright summer there;
Dark days to me were fair --
Down among the cane-brakes.

There lived my mother dear
(Gone from this world I fear)
There rang our voices clear
Down among the cane-brakes.

There lived a lovely one,
Who like the rest has gone, --
She might have been my own
Down among the cane-brakes.

Long years have glided by
Since then I breathed each sigh, --
May I return to die
Down among the cane-brakes.


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Researcher for this text: T. P. (Peter) Perrin

This text was added to the website: 2011-11-10
Line count: 28
Word count: 133