| Song | Old Black Joe |
| Artist | Bobby Horton |
| Album | Homespun Songs of Stephen Foster |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Stephen Foster |
| [00:20.610] | Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, |
| [00:30.164] | Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, |
| [00:40.154] | Gone from the earth to a better land I know, |
| [00:49.182] | I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe.” |
| [00:59.058] | I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [01:08.881] | I hear those gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.” |
| [01:39.003] | Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain |
| [01:48.848] | Why do I sigh that my friends come not again, |
| [01:58.750] | Grieving for forms Now departed long a go? |
| [02:07.885] | I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe.” |
| [02:17.902] | I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [02:27.560] | I hear those gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.” |
| [02:57.603] | Where are the hearts once so happy and so free? |
| [03:07.227] | The children so dear that I held upon my knee, |
| [03:17.351] | Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go. |
| [03:26.492] | I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe.” |
| [03:36.619] | I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [03:46.190] | I hear those gentle voices calling, “Old Black Joe.” |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Stephen Foster |
| [00:20.610] | Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, |
| [00:30.164] | Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, |
| [00:40.154] | Gone from the earth to a better land I know, |
| [00:49.182] | I hear their gentle voices calling " Old Black Joe." |
| [00:59.058] | I' m coming, I' m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [01:08.881] | I hear those gentle voices calling, " Old Black Joe." |
| [01:39.003] | Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain |
| [01:48.848] | Why do I sigh that my friends come not again, |
| [01:58.750] | Grieving for forms Now departed long a go? |
| [02:07.885] | I hear their gentle voices calling " Old Black Joe." |
| [02:17.902] | I' m coming, I' m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [02:27.560] | I hear those gentle voices calling, " Old Black Joe." |
| [02:57.603] | Where are the hearts once so happy and so free? |
| [03:07.227] | The children so dear that I held upon my knee, |
| [03:17.351] | Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go. |
| [03:26.492] | I hear their gentle voices calling " Old Black Joe." |
| [03:36.619] | I' m coming, I' m coming, for my head is bending low: |
| [03:46.190] | I hear those gentle voices calling, " Old Black Joe." |