TUTT Divine Treasury
By: Richard T. Gannon
"Sniging To Holsteins At Home"
http://www.tuttgroup.com/treasury/holstein.htm
Music: "Old Folks At Home," by Stephen Foster (1826-64)
Lyric: Stephen Foster & Richard Gannon © 2001 TUTTglobal.com
| Old Folks At Home | Singing To Holsteins At Home |
| Way down upon the Swanee River | Way down upon cow pasture yonder, |
| Far, far away, | In timber that way, |
| There’s where my heart is turning ever, | There’s where her heart is turning ever, |
| There’s where the old folks stay. | There’s where Ma's Holsteins stay. |
| All up and down the whole creation, | All up and down "Flying Golf Meadow," |
| Sadly I roam, | Lazy they graze, |
| Still longing for the old plantation, | Moseying through sweet Sudan grass slow, |
| And for the old folks at home. Chorus. | Touours in her Soul's magic gaze. Chorus. |
| All ’round the little farm I wandered | All 'round our family farm we labored |
| When I was young, | When we were young, |
| Then many happy days I squandered, | Them many happy times not squandered, |
| Many the songs I sung. | Many the chores we'd done. |
| When I was playing with my brother | When we were milking the cattle then, |
| Happy was I. | Happy was Ma. |
| Oh! take me to my kind old mother, | Now she’s with cows and Kin in Heav’n, |
| There let me live and die. Chorus. | That’s from Visions I saw. Chorus. |
| One little hut among the bushes, | One little scene among the Visions, |
| One that I love, | One that I love, |
| Still sadly to my mem’ry rushes | Still swiftly to my mem’ry rushes, |
| No matter where I rove. | On God's Dove from above: |
| When will I see the bees a-humming | Us kids once saw Ma and Pa kissin', |
| Al ’round the comb? | We weren't yet grown, |
| When will I hear the banjo strumming | We commenced a-whoopin' and laughin', |
| Down in my good old home? Chorus. | Down in our good old home. Chorus. |
| Chorus: | Chorus: |
| All the world is sad and dreary, | All the cows have a name and pedigree, |
| Everywhere I roam, | Lowing in the brome, |
| Oh mammy, how my heart grows weary, | Oh, how I long for my dear ol' mammy, |
| Far from the old folks at home. | Singing to Holsteins at home. |
From Pa to his dear ol' Mammy,
She ran our herd till she was over 80.
That was our "mean" old Granny!
Of course I'm being funny.
What is like love for or from her?
Richard Gannon, TUTT President & CEO
To Read More:
Go to Gannon Farm History
Go to Gannon Angus
Almighty Father's "Cattle on a thousand hills." Psalm 50:10
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