3 acessos
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Way down upon the old plantation
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old Massey used to own me as a slave.
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He had a yeller gal he called Lorena,
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and we courted where the wild bananas waved.
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For long years there we courted,
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and we were as happy as one,
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and my hard work for did Massey,
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and the happiness of life had just begun.
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No more the moon shines on Lorena,
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as we'd sit and watch the coons among the corn,
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and the possums laying on the wild bananas,
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and the old owl a hootin' like a horn.
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One day I called to see my dear Lorena,
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I thought she would meet me at the gate,
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but they took her away to old Virginy,
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and left me to mourn for her fate.
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For years I have longed to see her,
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and the thoughts of her was ever in my head.
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One day Massey read me a letter,
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telling me that Lorena she was dead.
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No more the moon shines on Lorena,
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as we'd sit and watch the coons among the corn,
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and the possums laying on the wild bananas,
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and the old owl a hootin' like a horn.
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But I know that her soul has gone to heaven,
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and there she is ever free from pain,
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and to her a brighter crown is given,
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and no more she will wear the darkie's chain.
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No more the moon shines on Lorena,
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as we'd sit and watch the coons among the corn,
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and the possums laying on the wild bananas,
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and the old owl a hootin' like a horn.