Darling Nellie Gray

There's a low green valley on the old Kentucky shore,
There I've whiled many happy hours away,
A sitting and a singing by the little cottage door,
Where lived my darling Nellie Gray.

Oh! my poor Nellie Gray, (oh Nellie) they have taken you away, (oh Nellie)
And I'll never see my darling any more, (and she’ll never see her darling)
Imma sitting by the river and I'm weeping all the day,
For you've gone from the old Kentucky shore

My eyes are getting blinded, and I cannot see my way;
Hark! there's somebody knocking at the door -
I can hear the angels calling, and I see my Nellie Gray,
Fare thee well to the old Kentucky shore.

Oh my darling Nellie Gray, (oh Nellie) up in heaven there they say, (oh Nellie)
That they'll never take you from me anymore (and they’ll never take her from you)
I'm a coming - coming - coming, as the angels clear the way,
Fare thee well,
Fare thee well to the old Kentucky shore.