Text: | Old Black Joe |
Tune: | [Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay] |
Composer: | Stephen C. Foster |
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."
2 Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?
Grieving for forms now departed long ago,
I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe." [Chorus]
3 Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee?
Gone to the shore where my soul has long'd to go,
I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe." [Chorus]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay |
Title: | Old Black Joe |
Refrain First Line: | I'm coming, I'm coming |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1914 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay] |
Composer: | Stephen C. Foster |
Incipit: | 13455 56176 51345 |
Key: | D Major |