The Kelly Family - Old Black Joe

^A Gone are the days when my ^D heart was young ^A and gay. Gone are my friends from the ^D cotton fie^Elds away. Gone fr^Aom the earth to a ^D better land ^A I know. Ref. ^E I hear those gentle ^D voices ^A/D calling ^A Old ^E Black ^A Joe. Joe's a coming. Joe's a coming. For my ^D head is ^A bending low. ^E I hear those gentle ^D voices ^A/D calling ^A Old ^E Black ^A Joe. Where are the hearts once so happy and so free. Joe's so dear, that I hold upon my knee. Gone to the shore, where my soul has longed to go. Ref. I hear those gentle voices calling Old Black Joe.