[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.”