Lyrics Darling Nelly Gray - Chris Barber

Darling Nelly Gray

There’s a low, green valley, on the old Kentucky shore
Where I’ve whiled many happy hours away
A-sitting and a-singing by the little cottage door
Where lived my darling Nelly Gray
Oh!
my poor Nelly Gray, they have taken you away
And I’ll never see my darling any more;
I’m sitting by the river and I’m weeping all the day
For you’ve gone from the old Kentucky shore
When the moon had climbed the mountain and the stars were shining too
Then I’d take my darling Nelly Gray
And we’d float down the river in my little red canoe
While my banjo sweetly I would play
One night I went to see her, but «She's gone!»
the neighbors say
The white man bound her with his chain;
They have taken her to Georgia for to wear her life away
As she toils in the cotton and the cane
My canoe is under water, and my banjo is unstrung;
I’m tired of living any more;
My eyes shall look downward, and my song shall be unsung
While I stay on the old Kentucky shore
My eyes are getting blinded, and I cannot see my way
Hark!
there’s somebody knocking at the door
Oh!
I hear the angels calling, and I see my Nelly Gray
Farewell to the old Kentucky shore
Oh, my darling Nelly Gray, up in heaven there they say
That they’ll never take you from me any more
I’m a-coming-coming-coming, as the angels clear the way
Farewell to the old Kentucky shore!