Carrying me back to old Virginie
There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime
This old dark is hard and long to go
There's where I labored so hard for old Massa
Day after day in the fields
Of yellow corn
No place on earth
Do I love more sincerely
Than old Virginie
The place where I was born
For you
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