Gone are the days When my heart was young and gay
Gone are toils Of the cotton fields away
Gone to the fields Of a better land, I know
I hear those gentle voices callin' me back home

I'm comin', I'm comin'
Though my head is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Me back home

I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Though my head bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Me Coming home

I can't refuse the feeling of
The night I owned my head
The leaving of you and
Our weary town

I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Though my head bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
I'm comin' home

I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Though my head bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Me back home

They're calling Me back home
They're calling Me back home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home............