I Long to See the Old Folks

How long to see the old folks?
Back on down on the farm
Yeah, the whip-poor-wills go on at twilight
There I'm safe and secure, come on home

Oh, I see the lamplight shining
To light my way back home
How long to see the old folks?
How I long to be back home

There's a cabin way down in Old Virginia
Where the Malkin birds sang all day long
Where the bees feed on there are flowers
Two old folks are waiting along

Oh, I see the lamplight shining
To light my way back home
How long to see the old folks?
How I long to be back home

There's a brook runnin' through the old plantation
Beneath the shade trees where I played as a lamb
Where the cool southern breeze played the music
At the old home with mother and dad

Oh, I see the lamplight shining
And it'll light my way back home
How long to see the old folks?
How I long to be back home