| 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. |