The sun was shining brightly,
Yes, shining as it never shone before;
We were thinking of the old folks at home,
And we left the baby on the shore.
Yes, we left the baby on the shore,
A thing which we've never done before;
Oh, way down the old Swannee river,
You will find the baby on the shore.
We are leaving, leaving now for ever,
A thing which we've never done before;
If you see the mother tell her gently,
She will find her baby on the shore. .......
In the far, far west the sun was setting,
Yes, setting as it never set before;
We were thinking of the old folks at home,
And we found the baby on the shore.
Yes, we found the baby on the shore,
A thing which we've never done before;
So, get the pipes and whiskey ready,
And we'll feed the baby on the shore.
Yes, we'll feed the baby on the shore,
A thing which we've never done before;
Oh, way down the old Swannee river,
We will feed the baby on the shore. .......
The moon was slowly rising,
Yes, rising as it never rose before;
We were feeling weary, very weary,
And we sat upon the baby on the shore.
Yes, we sat upon the baby on the shore,
A thing which we've never done before;
If you see the mother, tell her gently,
That we sat upon her baby on the shore.
The baby's qui-et-ly sleeping,
A thing which it never did before;
So, after all it is better
To leave the baby on the shore. .......