Old Black Joe lyrics |
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Gone are the days When my heart was young and gay Gone are toils Of the cotton fields away Gone to the fields Of a better land, I know I hear those gentle voices callin me Old black joe Im comin, Im comin Though my head is bendin low I hear those gentle voices calling Old black joe Im comin home (Im comin home) |
Well, Im comin home (Im comin home) Though my head (my head, my head is bendin low) I hear those gentle voices calling Old black joe Gone are the days When my heart was young and gay Gone are the toils of the cotton fields, away Gone to the fields of a better land I know I hear those gentle voices calling Old black joe Im comin home (Im comin home) Oh, an Im comin home (Im comin home) |
Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin low I hear those gentle voices calling Old black joe Im comin home (Im comin home) Oh, an Im comin home (Im comin home) Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin low I hear those gentle voices calling Old black joe Old black joe Old black joe |
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