My eyes are getting blinded, and I cannot see my way: Hark! There's somebody knocking at the door, O, I hear the angels calling, and I see my Nelly Gray, Farewell to the old Kentucky shore.
ENDING CHORUS: O my darling Nelly Gray, up in heaven there, they say, That they'll never take you from me any more: I'm a coming-coming-coming, as the angels clear the way, Fare-well to the old Kentucky shore.