Patricia Kelly - Old Black Joe - text písně

Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away
Gone from this place to a better land I know
I hear those gentle voices calling Old Black Joe

Joe's are 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 those angel 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
Singin' Old Black Joe

I hear those gentle voices calling Old Black Joe

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I hear those angel voices calling Old Black Joe

Přidal: toniwolf dne 22. 04. 2009 v 12:58.
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