Old Black Joe

Van Morrison · Other Songs - Van Morrison

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
Old Black Joe

I'm comin', I'm comin'
Though my head is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Well, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Though my head (my head, my head is bendin' low)
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are the toils of the cotton fields, away
Gone to the fields of a better land I know
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe

Old Black Joe

Van Morrison's "Old Black Joe" stands as a haunting centerpiece in his discography, blending folk roots with his signature soulful vocal delivery. Recorded during a period where Morrison was deeply engaged with traditional American folk and blues, the track captures the melancholic essence of the genre while maintaining his unique melodic sensibility. The song reflects his early exploration of cross-genre influences, particularly the storytelling tradition of the American South, before he fully embraced the psychedelic and jazz-rock sounds that would define his later career. As a standalone recording, it serves as a testament to his ability to reinterpret folk material with emotional depth and musical sophistication, cementing his status as a pivotal figure in modern music history.