Coll. by Max Hunter Dubbed by M.C. Parler
Mrs. George Ripley Milford, Mo.
Dec. 14, 1959
Reel 346, Item 7
(This song is the Lorena song that they sang when I was a young girl.)
It was down upon the old plantation
Where in years old master owned me as a slave,
There lived a colored girl called Lorena,
And we courted where the wild bananas wave
Oh, the moon shone o'er my Lorena,
As we sat and watched the possums playing in the corn,
And the moon shone o'er the wild banana, And the old owl hooted like a horn.
Chorus: Oh, Lorena, dear Lorena,
Won't you come, come, come and dance with me?
Oh Lorena, dear Lorena,
Won't you come, come, come on down to me?
For four long years we had courted,
And had joined ourselves together both as one,
For my labor will have to be supported,
And our happiness in life had just begun.
Till one day old master sold my Lorena,
And I thought this darky's heart would surely break For he sold her way down to old Virginia And left me to mourn for her sake.
For two long years we were parted,
But the thought of her was ever in my heart,
Till one day old master read me a latter Telling him my Lorena was dead.
Then I knew that her spirit gone on to heaven,
And she nevermore would know this darky's pain, There's a bright and starry crown for her a-waiting And she nevermore shall wear a slaver's chain.
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