Carry me back to
old Virginny
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
There's where the old darkey's heart am long'd to go.
There's
were I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the
field of yellow corn,
No place on earth do I love more
sincerely.
Than old Virginny, the state where I was
born.
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There let me live 'till I wither and decay,
Long by the old
dismal swamp have I wander'd,
There's where this old darkey's
life will pass away.
Masa and missis have long gone before
me,
Soon we will meet on that bright and golden
shore,
There we'll be happy and free from all sorrow,
There's where we'll meet and we'll never part no
more.
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