Take Me Home Poor Julia Norman Blake

[Verse 1]
It was down on the old Pontchartrain
Down among the cotton and the cane
Oh, the buildings I did make and the houses I did build
On the banks of the old Pontchartrain

[Chorus]
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
Take me home, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia's arms

[Verse 2]
Miss Julia and I went a-walking
Oh, the sun not more than half an hour high
We walked where the green grass growed up to our knees
Miss Julia hung her head and she cried

[Chorus]
Take me home, poor Julia, take mе home
Take me homе, poor Julia, take me home
For I have no place for to lay my head
But to lay in poor Julia's arms

[Verse 3]
Miss Julia and I were a-sleeping
When death came a-knocking at the door
Miss Julia was sleeping in my arms
On the banks of the old river shore