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'