No More the Moon Shines on Lorena

Way down upon the old plantation
 Old Master used to own me as a slave
 He had a little gal he'd call Lorena
 And we courted where the wild bananas waved
 For long years we courted and we were happy as one
 I hard worked it for my dear old master and the happiness of live had just begun
 No more the moon shines on Lorena
 As we sit and watch the coon among the corn
 And the possum playing on the wild banana
 And the old owl a-hootin' like a horn
 One day I went to see dear Lorena
 I honked and she would meet me at the gate
 But they took her away to old Virginie
 And left me to morn for her fate
 For years I longed to see her
 Thoughts of her, as ever in my head
 One day master read me a letter
 Telling me that Lorena, she was dead
 No more the moon shines on Lorena
 As we sit and watch the coon among the corn
 And the possum playing on the wild banana
 And the old owl a-hootin' like a horn
 But I know that her soul has gone to heaven
 And there she is ever free from pain
 To her brighter crown it is given
 And no more will she wear these darky's chains
 No more the moon shines on Lorena
 As we sit and watch the coon among the corn
 And the possum playing on the wild banana
 And the old owl a-hootin' like a horn