Classic Poem

Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow;
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
There's where this old darky's heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored all day in the cotton,
There's where I worked in the fields of yellow corn,
No place on earth do I love more sincerely,
Than old Virginny, the state where I was born.

Carry me back to old Virginny,
There let me live till I wither and decay;
Long by the old Dismal Swamp have I wandered,
There's where this old darky's life will pass away.
Massa and Missus have gone long before me,
Soon we will meet on that bright and golden shore,
There we'll be happy and free from all sorrow,
There's where we'll meet and we'll never part no more.