We left our southern homes And wandered north to roam Like birds, went seekin' a brand new field of corn We don't know why we are here But we're up here just the same And we are just the lonesomest Girls that's ever born Some of these days we are going far away Some of these days we are going far away Where we have got a lot of friends And don't have no roof rent to pay. Oh, there'll come a day when from us you'll here no news Oh, there'll come a day when from us you'll here no news Then you will know that we have died from Those lonesome far away blues.