gone are the days when my heart was young and gay.
gone are my friends, from the cotton fields, away.
gone from this earth- to a better place, i know.
i hear their tender voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear their tender voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear their gentle voices callin, 'ohio'

im comin, im comin- my head is hangin low,
i hear the angels voices callin, 'ohio'