Carry Me Back to Old Virginia - Eddy Arnold

Carry me back to old Virginy

There’s where the cotton and the corn and taters grow

There’s where the birds warble sweet in the springtime

There’s where this old fellow’s heart am longed to go

There’s where I labored so hard for old massa

Day after day in the fields of yellow corn

No place on earth do I love more sincerely

Than old Virginy the state where I was born

No place on earth do I love more sincerely

Than old Virginy the state where I was born…