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Old Black Joe. By Stephen C. Foster. Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe.” I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: I hear those gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.”
Representative Text. 1 Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are the friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land, I know, I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe." Chorus: I'm coming, I'm coming, For my head is bending low; I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe."
Lyrics. A 1916 recording sung by Alma Gluck. 1. Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe". Chorus. I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low;
Old Black Joe Lyrics. (Verse 1) Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay. Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away. Gone from the earth to a better land I...
Old Black Joe Lyrics. 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...
Microsoft Word - Document4. Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe". Chorus I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low:
When my heart was young and gay. Gone are my friends. From the cotton fields away. Gone from this place, To a better land I know. I hear their gentle voices calling: Old Black Joe. Chorus: I'm coming, I'm coming.
