Old Black Joe (Listen to midi)

 

       C                                          F                                C

1. Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,

                                                   Dm                   G

    gone are my friends from the cotton fields away.

       C                                    F                   C

    Gone from the earth to a better land I know,

        G                        C              F     C      G      C

    I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe!"

 

                                                     F                      C

I`m coming, I`m coming, for my head is bending low,

    G                       C             F       C      G       C

I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe!"

 

      C                                      F                             C

2. Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?

                                         Dm                        G

    Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?

        C                                    F                   C

    Grieving for forms now departed long ago,

        G                        C             F      C      G      C

    I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe!"

 

+ CHORUS

 

        C                                           F                     C

3. Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?

                                               Dm                    G

    The children so dear that I held upon my knee?

       C                                          F                           C

    Gone to the shore where my soul has long`d to go.

        G                        C             F      C      G      C

    I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe!"

 

+ CHORUS                 

 

    (Steven C. Foster)