Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are toils
Of the cotton fields away
Gone to the fields
Of a better land
I know
I hear those gentle voices callin' me
Old Black Joe
I'm comin'
I'm comin'
Though my head is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Well
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Though my head
My head
My head is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are the toils of the cotton fields
Away
Gone to the fields of a better land I know
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Oh
An' I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Well oh well
My head
My head
Is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Oh
An' I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Can ya see my head
My head
Is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe
Old Black Joe
Old Black Joe