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[ti:Douglas Jimerson - Old Black Joe] |
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[ar:Douglas Jimerson] |
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[al:Stephen Foster:A Family Album] |
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Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, |
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Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, |
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Gone from the earth to a better land I know, |
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I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe". |
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I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
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I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe". |
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Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain |
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Why do I sigh that my friends come not again, |
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Grieving for forms now departed long ago. |
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I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe”. |
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I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
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I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe". |
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Where are the hearts once so happy and so free? |
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The children so dear that I held upon my knee, |
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Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go. |
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I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe". |
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I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
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I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe" |
