Story Behind The Song

A dirty version of "Old Black Joe"

Song Description

oral sex is a good thing

Lyrics

1.
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,
Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".
Chorus
I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low:
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe".
 
2.

Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again,
Grieving for forms now departed long ago.
I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".
Chorus
 
3.
Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee,
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go.
I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".
Chorus






























OLD JOE BLOW

Melody "Old Black Joe" by Stephen Foster
Words by Denny Thunder

GONE ARE THE DAYS WHEN MY HEART WAS YOUNG AND GAY,
GONE FROM THIS EARTH UP TO HEAVEN FAR AWAY.
GONE FROM THE EARTH TO A BETTER PLACE I KNOW.
I HEAR THOSE ANGEL VOICES CALLING: OLD JOE BLOW.

CHORUS
I'M COMIN'! I'M COMIN'!
FOR HIS HEAD WAS BENDING LOW.
WHO GAVE THE BEST HEAD IN THE TOWN: OLD JOE BLOW.

WHY DO I WEEP WHEN MY HEART SHOULD FEEL NO PAIN?
WHY DO I SIGH THAT I WON'T COME AGAIN?
GRIEVING FOR HIM NOW DEPARTED LONG AGO.
I HEAR THOSE ANGEL VOICES CALLING: OLD JOE BLOW.

REPEAT CHORUS

WHERE IS THAT MOUTH ONCE SO HAPPY AND SO FREE?
THE FELLOWS SO DEAR THAT HE HELD UPON HIS KNEE,
GONE TO THE SHORE WHERE HIS SOUL HAS LONGED TO GO.
I HEAR THOSE ANGEL VOICES CALLING: OLD JOE BLOW..

REPEAT CHORUS