Old Folks at Home (故乡的亲人)
 作词 : Stephen Foster
 作曲 : Stephen Foster
合唱改编：Alice Parker/Robert Shaw　翻译：周枫　董翔晓　指挥：袁野　领唱：严立
'Way down upon the Swanee River,
Far far away.
There's where my heart is turning ever,
There's where the old folks stay.
All up and down the whole creation,
Sadly I roam.
Still longing for the old plantation,
And for the old folks at home.
All the world am sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam.
Oh, darling, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home.
All 'round the little farm I wandered,
When I was young.
Then many happy days I squandered,
Many the songs I sung.
When I was playing with my brother,
Happy was I.
Oh, take me to my kind old mother,
There let me live and die.
All the world am sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam.
Oh, darling, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home.
All the world am sad and dreary,
Ev'rywhere I roam.
Oh, darling, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home.