Carry me back to old Virginny

That's where the cotton

And the corn and 'tatas grow

That's where the birds

Warble sweet in the spring time

That's where the old darkey's

Heart am longed to go



That's where I laboured

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 Virginny

The state where I was born



That old Virginny

The state where I was born...