| Carry Me Back to Old Virginia |
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| Carry me back to old Virginy |
| There’s where the cotton and the corn and taters grow |
| There’s where the birds warble sweet in the springtime |
| There’s where this old fellow’s heart am longed to go |
| There’s where I labored so hard for old massa |
| Day after day in the fields of yellow corn |
| No place on earth do I love more sincerely |
| Than old Virginy the state where I was born |
| No place on earth do I love more sincerely |
| Than old Virginy the state where I was born… |
