Ol' Black Joe Songtext
von Crazy Cavan ’n’ The Rhythm Rockers
Ol' Black Joe Songtext
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"
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"
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
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"
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"
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
Writer(s): Stephen Collins Foster, Einar Moberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com