作曲 James Bland
Carry me back to old Virginny,
That's where the cotton and the corn and 'taters grow.
That's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
That's where this old weary heart is longed to go.
That's where I labored so hard in the summer,
Day after day in the fields of yellow corn.
No place on earth do I love more sincerely,
Than old Virginny, the state where I was born.
Brothers and sisters have long gone before me,
Soon we will meet on that bright and golden shore.
There we'll be happy and free from all sorrow,
That's where we'll meet and we'll never part no more.
That's where we'll meet and never part no more.