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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.
Chorus:
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 (Chorus)
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 (Chorus)
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- Almost Heaven
- I Wanna Be Loved
- The Complete Story
- La Patata
- Meisterstücke II
- Die schönsten Songs der Kelly Family
- Lieder der Welt
- Grosse Erfolge
- Streets of Love
- Weihnachten mit der Kelly Family
- Mrs. Speechless
- Blood
- The Kelly Family - Blood
- Live
- Live Live Live
- Honest Workers
- Street Life
- Growing Up
- From Heaven