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"
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 I'm coming, I'm coming
 For my head is bending low
 I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 Oh-oh my head is bending low
 I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
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 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 Oh-oh my head is bending low
 I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
 Oh-oh my head is bending low
 I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
 Old Black Joe, Old Black Joe