| Gone are the days
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| When my heart was young and gay
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| Gone are toils
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| Of the cotton fields away
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| Gone to the fields
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| Of a better land, I know
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| I hear those gentle voices callin' me
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| Old Black Joe
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| I’m comin', I’m comin'
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| Though my head is bendin' low
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| I hear those gentle voices calling
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| Old Black Joe
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| I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Well, I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Though my head (my head, my head is bendin' low)
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| I hear those gentle voices calling
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| Old Black Joe
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| Gone are the days
|
| When my heart was young and gay
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| Gone are the toils of the cotton fields, away
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| Gone to the fields of a better land I know
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| I hear those gentle voices calling
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| Old Black Joe
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| I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Oh, an' I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin' low
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| I hear those gentle voices calling
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| Old Black Joe
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| I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Oh, an' I’m comin' home (I'm comin' home)
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| Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
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| I hear those gentle voices calling
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| Old Black Joe |