No more the moon shines on Lorena    (video)

 

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1. Way down upon the old plantation

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    old Massey used to own me as a slave.

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    He had a yeller gal he called Lorena,

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    and we courted where the wild bananas waved.

 

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2. For long years there we courted,

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    and we were as happy as one,

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    and my hard work for did Massey,

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    and the happiness of life had just begun.

 

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No more the moon shines on Lorena,

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as we'd sit and watch the coons among the corn,

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and the possums laying on the wild bananas,

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and the old owl a hootin’ like a horn.

 

+ instrumental = CHORUS

 

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3. One day I called to see my dear Lorena,

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    I thought she would meet me at the gate,

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    but they took her away to old Virginy,

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    and left me to mourn for her fate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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4. For years I have longed to see her,

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    and the thoughts of her was ever in my head.

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    One day Massey read me a letter,

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    telling me that Lorena she was dead.

 

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No more the moon shines on Lorena,

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as we'd sit and watch the coons among the corn,

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and the possums laying on the wild bananas,

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and the old owl a hootin’ like a horn.

 

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5. But I know that her soul has gone to heaven,

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    and there she is ever free from pain,

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    and to her a brighter crown is given,

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    and no more she will wear the darkie's chain.

 

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    (The Carter Family)