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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Van Morrison -  Old Black Joe
 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
 
 Im comin, Im comin
 
 Though my head is bendin low
 
 I hear those gentle voices calling
 
 Old black joe
 
 Im comin home (Im comin home)
 
 Well, Im comin home (Im 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
 
 Im comin home (Im comin home)
 
 Oh, an Im comin home (Im comin home)
 
 Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin low
 
 I hear those gentle voices calling
 
 Old black joe
 
 Im comin home (Im comin home)
 
 Oh, an Im comin home (Im 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
 
 
    
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