Vixen.......I'm surprised you didn't try the local source first.

Welcome aboard, Mert......Tiger

Darlin' Nellie Gray

There's a low green valley by the old Kentucky shore,
Where I've whil'd many happy hours away;
A-sittin' and a-singin' by the little cabin door,
Where lived my darlin' Nellie Gray.

Oh, my poor Nellie Gray,
They have taken her away,
And I'll never see my darlin' anymore;
They have taken her to Georgia,
For to wear her life away,
For to toil in the cotton and the cane.

When the moon had climb'd the mountain, and the stars were shinin' too,
Then I'd take my darlin' Nellie Gray;
We would float down the river in my little red canoe,
While my banjo so sweetly I would play.

One night, I went to see her, but "She's gone." the neighbors say,
The white man has bound her with his chain.
They have taken her to Georgia, for to wear her life away,
As she toils in the cotton and the cane.

Oh, my darlin' Nellie Gray,
They have taken her away,
And I'll never see my darlin' any more;
I am sittin' by the river
And I'm weepin' all the day,
For she's gone from the old Kentucky shore.

My canoe is under water and my banjo is unstrung,
I'm tired of living any more,
My eyes shall look downward and my songs shall be unsung
While I stay on the old Kentucky shore.

Oh, my eyes are gettin' blinded and I cannot see my way.
- Hark! There's somebody knockin' at the door.
Oh, I hear the angels callin'; I see my Nellie Gray,
- Farewell to my old Kentucky shore!

Oh, my darlin' Nellie 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 -
Farewell to the old Kentucky shore.