Old Black Joe - The Robert Shaw Chorale/Robert Shaw

作词：Stephen Foster

作曲：Stephen Foster

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 their 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 their gentle voices calling

Old black Joe