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The Goderich Signal-Star, 1983-05-18, Page 84Page SS Favorite English songs Home Sweet Home 'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek thro' the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. REFRAIN Home, home, sweet, sweet home, There's no place like home, Oh, there's no place like home. I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild, And feel that my mother now thinks of her child, As she looks on the moon from our own cottage door; Thro' the woodbine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. REFRAIN An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain; Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again; The birds singing gaily that came at my call, Give me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all. REFRAIN. My old Kentucky home The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, 'Tis summer that darkies are gay; The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom, While the birds make music all the day; The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry all happy and bright; By'n by hard times comes a knocking, Then my old Kentucky goodnight! REFRAIN Weep no more my lady, O weep no more today, We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, For the old Kentucky home far away. They hunt no more for the possum and the coon, On the meadow the hill and the shore; They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, On the bench by the old cab indoor; The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, With sorrow all was delight; The time has come when the darkies have to part, Then my old Kentucky home goodnight! REFRAIN The head must bow and the back will have to bend, Wherever the darky may go; A few more days and the trouble all will end, In the field where the sugar canes grow; A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter 't will never be light; A few more days -till we totter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home! Thank You The Clinton Klompen Feest Cantmlttee sincerely ap- preciates the co-operation and assistance it receives from the many individuals .and organizations who work together .to make the Klompen Feest a special community project. While we cannot Home each individual, we would Tike to mention most of the groups and the contact person or chair- man responsible for the many chores which must be done in order for the Klompen Feest to be a success. We sincerely appreciate the help. Following is a list of the many commit- tees. CHAIRMAN: Bob Campbell VICE CHAIRMAN: Ralph Schuurman. SECRETARY: Else DeGroot TREASURER: John Kassies Sr. WAYS & MEANS: Clarence Denomme CONCESSIONS: Jack Roorda DECORATIONS: Frank VanAltena DINNER: Bill Fleming PARADE: Ken Wood COSTUMES: Ann Bottema ENTERTAINMENT: Else DeGroot PUBLICITY: Clinton News Record Gary & Shelley Hoist, Joanne Carr DINNER TICKET SALES: Paul Kerrigan, Bill Counter QUEEN CONTEST: Mary and Jan Divok PARK CLEANUP: Bill Hoggorth, Wayne Wiglesworth Clinton Scouts & Cubs P.A. DOWNTOWN: Clayt Groves P.A. ARENA: Clarence Neilans KLM DRAW: Bob Campbell STREET DECORATIONS: Clinton P.U.C., Public Worlss, Fire Dept., Arena Staff PARKING: Clinton Fish & Game Assoc. DINNER: Clinton Kinsmen & Kinettes, Fleming Feed Mill Staff ADMISSION GATES AND STAGE ERECTION: Legion Associates & Clinton Optimists KITE FLYING CONTEST: Principals and staff of 3 Elementary Schools and Judges SOUVENIR BOOTH: Ladies of Ontario St. & Wesley -Willis Churches KICK OFF DANCE MAY 13: Clarence and Lorene Denomme, Don and Claudia Eastman, Rolph and Joyce Feltz, Ray and Mary Goron, Jan Divok BEER GARDEN: Don and Wendy Tremeer and Clinton Jr. Farmers WINDMILLS: ' John Wammes ST. JOHNS FIRST AID: Wallace Montgomery To the members of all committees and all others who helped in any way to make the Feest a success, we say Thank You. The old saying, "Many Hands Make Light Work" certain- ly applies here. Favorite English songs Home Sweet Home 'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek thro' the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. REFRAIN Home, home, sweet, sweet home, There's no place like home, Oh, there's no place like home. I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild, And feel that my mother now thinks of her child, As she looks on the moon from our own cottage door; Thro' the woodbine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. REFRAIN An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain; Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again; The birds singing gaily that came at my call, Give me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all. REFRAIN. My old Kentucky home The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, 'Tis summer that darkies are gay; The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom, While the birds make music all the day; The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry all happy and bright; By'n by hard times comes a knocking, Then my old Kentucky goodnight! REFRAIN Weep no more my lady, O weep no more today, We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, For the old Kentucky home far away. They hunt no more for the possum and the coon, On the meadow the hill and the shore; They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, On the bench by the old cab indoor; The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, With sorrow all was delight; The time has come when the darkies have to part, Then my old Kentucky home goodnight! REFRAIN The head must bow and the back will have to bend, Wherever the darky may go; A few more days and the trouble all will end, In the field where the sugar canes grow; A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter 't will never be light; A few more days -till we totter on the road, Then my old Kentucky home!