Every year at the Kentucky Derby, crazy hat-wearing, mint julep-guzzling horse-gazers break into a passionate rendition of Kentucky’s state song, “My Old Kentucky Home.” As tradition goes, the University of Louisville Cardinal Marching Band accompanies the crowd as they croon a ballad that seems to be about people who miss their happy home. “The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home/’Tis summer and the people are gay” begins one version.
But Frank X Walker, Kentucky’s former Poet Laureate, suspects that most people are are missing the point.
“I’m a Kentuckian, and I love my state,” Walker says. “But at the same time, you know, the memories, the history this conjures up, I think people sing it and are totally disconnected from the history, from the truth.”
He refers to these lyrics:
“The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright.
By ‘n by hard times comes a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night.”
Walker says that though it may sound like “a happy family environment in a humble cabin experience,” there’s definitely something more going on. “My Old Kentucky Home” was written by Stephen Foster in 1852, years before the Civil War. Foster was an American composer, famous in part for his minstrel music. The characters he references — the ones who had to leave Kentucky — were slaves.
In fact, “My Old Kentucky Home” was originally sold as an anti-slavery song. The final verse shows slaves going to sugar cane plantations, where they might be worked to death in the sun. It includes the lyrics, “A few more days and the trouble will all end, in the field where the sugar cane grows.” Paul Robeson sang that verse generations ago; today, people rarely do.
Another part of the song has vanished today. Foster’s lyrics called the enslaved people “darkies.” These days, that word is no longer sung, which leaves no explicit reference to black people.
But Walker wants people to know the real story behind Kentucky’s state song, even if they always thought they were hearing a simple, romantic song of home.
“[Foster] wasn’t from Kentucky, so he imagined, or he witnessed something that suggested that is was a great place to be a slave,” Walker says. “My issue is that there was no good place to be a slave.”