| lyric | 1. A long, long time and a very long time to me way ay ay ah a long,. long and a very long time along time ago.
2. Away down South wher I was born, among the fields of golden corn.
3. A Yankee pcket lay out in the bay, awaiting a fair wind to get under weight.
4. If she’s not had a fair wind, she’s laying there still. |