No More The Moon Shines On Lorena

Way down upon the old plantation

Old Massey used to own me as a slave

He had a yeller gal he called Lorena

And we courted where the wild bananas wave

For long years there we courted

And we were as happy as one

And by hard work fordid Massey

And the happiness of life has just begun

No more the moon shines on Lorena

As we sit and watch the coon among the corn

And the possum playing on the wild bananas

And the old owl a hootin like a horn

One day I called to see my dear Lorena

I thought she would meet me at the gate

But they took her away to old Virginy

And left me to mourn for her fate

For years I have longed to see her

And the thoughts of her was ever in my head

One day Massey read me a letter

Telling me the Lorena she was dead

But I know that her soul has gone to heaven

And there she is ever free from pain

And to her a brighter crown is given

And no more she will wear the darkie's chain

Recorded 11/25/30 Memphis, Tn