When 'My Old Kentucky Home' plays on Derby Day, my eyes can never stay totally dry. I always think of my Grandmother and Grandfather on my father's side. Both were big horse racing fans. My Grandfather on my father's side works at the horse racing tracks in NJ. He died in 1978. I don't remember much about him, except the stories told to me by my father and my Grandmother. I know every Derby Day, Grandmother and my father would think of Grandfather when 'My Old Kentucky Home' was played . In 2001, she passed. How I miss her. It is a shame she didn't live to see my niece, her Great Grandchild. What a pair those two would have made.
Weep no more, my lady
Oh, weep more today
Will sing one song for the old Kentucky home
For the old Kentucky home far away