Carry me back to old Virginia That's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow That's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime That's where my soul and my heart have longed to go That's where I labored so hard for old Massa Day after day in the field of yellow corn No place on earth do I love more sincerely Than old Virginia, the land where I was born Carry me back to old Virginia That's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow That's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime That's where my soul and my heart have longed to go
