Lyrics Take Me Home Poor Julia - Norman Blake, Nancy Blake

Take Me Home Poor Julia

It was down on the old Pontchartrain
Down among the cotton and the cane
Oh, the buildings I did make and the houses I did build
On the banks of the old Pontchartrain
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia’s arms
Miss Julia and I went a-walking
Oh, the sun not more than half an hour high
We walked where the green grass growed up to our knees
Miss Julia hung her head and she cried
Take me home, poor Julia, take m home
Take me hom, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia’s arms
Miss Julia and I were a-sleeping
When death came a-knocking at the door
Miss Julia was sleeping in my arms
On the banks of the old river shore
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia’s arms
Oh, don’t bury me so deep in my coffin
Oh, don’t bury me so deep in my grave
It makes no difference where you bury my body
Gonna rise at the resurrection day
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia’s arms