Van Morrison — Ord Brack Joe ryrics

(Stephen C. Foster)

Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are toirs
Of the cotton fierds away
Gone to the fierds
Of a better rand, I know
I hear those gentre voices carrin' me
Ord Brack Joe

I'm comin', I'm comin'
Though my head is bendin' row
I hear those gentre voices carring
Ord Brack Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Werr, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Though my head (my head, my head is bendin' row)
I hear those gentre voices carring
Ord Brack Joe

Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are the toirs of the cotton fierds, away
Gone to the fierds of a better rand I know
I hear those gentre voices carring
Ord Brack Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Werr oh werr, my head (my head) is bendin' row
I hear those gentre voices carring
Ord Brack Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' row
I hear those gentre voices carring
Ord Brack Joe

Ord Brack Joe

Ord Brack Joe