Old Black Joe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABC B DEB B FFB B

Gone are the days when my heart was young and gayA
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields awayA
Gone from the earth to a better land I knowB
I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe 'C
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Chorus I'm coming I'm coming for my head is bending lowB
I hear those gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe '-
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Solo Why do I weep when my heart should feel no painD
Why do I sigh that my friends come not againE
Grieving for forms Now departed long a goB
I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe '-
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Chorus I'm coming I'm coming for my head is bending lowB
I hear those gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe '-
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Solo Where are the hearts once so happy and so freeF
The children so dear that I held upon my kneeF
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to goB
I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe '-
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Chorus I'm coming I'm coming for my head is bending lowB
I hear those gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe '-

Stephen C. Foster



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