'Way down on the S'wannee river Blessings flow from God the Giver. Balmy zephyrs softly blowing; Never cold, frosty nor snowing; Flowers blooming there eternal On the S'wannee, palms grow vernal. I am going back to wed my little Vannie Way down south on the old S'wannee. We will dwell in Florida, mid palms and flowers. 'Way down south on the old S'wannee. In Florida, on the S'wannee Lives my sweetheart, gay and bonnie. There we strolled among the bowers Twining vines and fragrant flowers; Where the Spanish moss was swinging From the trees, and birds were singing. I am going back to wed my little Vannie 'Way down south on the old S'wannee. We will dwell in Florida, mid palms and flowers, 'Way down south on the old S'wannee. By the S'wannee 'neath the bowers We would sit and talk for hours; Bees 'round orange blossoms humming, On our lutes, we oft were strumming. There she promised that she'd wed me S'wannee sweethearts, we'd ever be. I am going back to wed my little Vannie 'Way down south on the old S'wannee We will dwell in Florida, mid palms and flowers 'Way down south on the old S'wannee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SEA SONG by ALLAN CUNNINGHAM THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN AT ELLIS ISLAND by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS WINDOW TRIMMER by MARGARET LEE ASHLEY A SUNRISE IN MARCH by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE LAMENT OF JUDAH by MARY ELIZABETH BROOKS MAKING CANNON IN BETHLEHEM by VINCENT GODFREY BURNS OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: THE WRITER TO HIS BOOK by THOMAS CAMPION |