Song by Duke Ellington<br /><br>
I'm goin' home<br>
Down there among the fields of cotton,<br>
Down where the folks have not forgotten me<br>
I feel blue just for a little girl I'm strong for,<br>
Just for a certain one I long to see.<br>
I'm goin' down aroun' my ALABAMY HOME<br>
I'm gonna see the bee that makes the honey comb<br>
The brindle cow will wag her tail,<br>
As I fill up the pail I'll chase the flies and<br>
I surmise she'll moo, "Thanks to you."<br>
I'll feed the chicks, and mix some barley with their corn<br>
They love it so, I know they'll cluck for luck each morn<br>
Then I will lie amid the hay<br>
And call it all a day<br>
Way down aroun' my ALABAMY HOME.<br>
I'm goin' down aroun' my ALABAMY HOME<br>
I'm gonna see the bee that makes the honey comb<br>
The brindle cow will wag her tail,<br>
As I fill up the pail I'll chase the flies and<br>
I surmise she'll moo, "Thanks to you."<br>
I'll feed the chicks, and mix some barley with their corn<br>
They love it so, I know they'll cluck for luck each morn<br>
Then I will lie amid the hay<br>
And call it all a day<br>
Way down aroun' my ALABAMY HOME.<br>
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