Intro: Carry me back   to old Virginny. There’s where the cotton and corn and taters grow.                A-                             That’s where the birds warble sweet in the spring-time. That’s where this heart of mine longs to go.                                             Carry me back   to old Virginny There let me live till I wither and decay.           A-                             Long by the old Dismal Swamp have I wandered That’s where this life of mine will pass away.                                      Mother and father   have gone before me Soon we will meet on that bright and golden shore.           A-                                 There we’ll be happy   and free from all sorrow And there we’ll meet and part no more.                                      ***Now I know the meaning of the phrase "Virginia is for lovers." I’ve fallen head   over heels for the state.***