Old Joe Clark Songtext

Jerry Rivers

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Old Joe Clark Songtext
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away
Gone from the Earth to a better land I know
I hear their 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
Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again
Grieving for forms now departed long ago
I hear their 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

Where are the hearts once so happy and so free
The children so dear that I held upon my knee
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go
I hear their 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 I'm coming
For my head is bending low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
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