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16' COME, BOYS, OOME!
NICODEMUS JOHNSON. Sung by S. S. Purdy.
0 white folks, listen to me now, And what I'm gwine to tell you;
It's all about my name and occupation: I is away from ole Virginny State- -De best in all de nation:
Oh, oh, oh, I is Nicodemus Johnson I
My master was a Union man,
And didn't like Secession, And so he had to leabe de ole plantation;
But still I thought to stay behind, It would be an aggravation—
Oh, oh, oh—to Nicodemus Johnson!
1 wish de war was only through, And peace in all de nation;
I'd quick go back to Dixie's land, and stay dere,
'Cause I isn't any contraband, But I like de olo plantation— Oh, oh, oh, dat's Nicodemus Johnson! |
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COME, BOYS, COME! Written and sung by N. S. Bud-worth.
Come, all you gentle white folks, and listen unto me— I'll sing a little song about the fashions of the day; -And if you pay attention to me for a little while I will sing you something which I know is in your style.
Chorus. Come, boys, come, and go along with me, And we'll go down to Washington to tight for victory.
In Seventeen Hundred and Seventy-six, there was a brave
hero— The name of that great General was Washington, you
know; |
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