Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe - Crazy Cavan

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

Well I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black Joe

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

Well my head is bending low

Well I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black Joe

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

Well my head is bending low

Well I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black Joe

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

When I'm coming home

Well my head is bending low

Well I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe