Traditional Childhood Songs from Seychelles
-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.
Chorus
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “Poor old Joe”.
I’m coming, I’m coming,
For my head is bending low.
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “poor old 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 deported long ago?
Chorus
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “Poor old Joe”.
I’m coming, I’m coming,
For my head is bending low.
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “poor old Joe”.
-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.
Chorus
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “Poor old Joe”.
I’m coming, I’m coming,
For my head is bending low.
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “poor old Joe”.
-4-
Gone are my friends
From the cotton fields away,
Gone from the earth
To a better land I know.
Chorus
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “Poor old Joe”.
I’m coming, I’m coming,
For my head is bending low.
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “poor old Joe”.
-5-
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 deported long ago?
Chorus
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “Poor old Joe”.
I’m coming, I’m coming,
For my head is bending low.
I hear their gentle voices
Calling “poor old Joe”.
-6-
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 them call.
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