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sambo's opinion.
I mingled with the quality,
And felt myself so proud; But a cry soon stopped my jollity—
"There's Archy in the crowd!" Ward Beecher took me by the arm,
And spoke in gentle tones, To condescend and please the " Heights"
With a solo on the bones.
Then come, darkeys, etc.
I spread myself upon the stage
Without much hesitation; Since racing soon will be the rage,"
I played " The Invitation." The New York Club soon made their bets,j
I hadn't much to say; The odds were on the bob-tailed nag,
For nowhere was the bay.
Then come, darkeys,' etc
I left the Academy that night,
And packed my trunk in haste, And started off to Washington,
For Gideon Welles's race. Says_I to him, "Old boy, wake up!—
For racing do not clamor; But send your fast boat Eutaw out,
And patch the Alabama."
Then come, darkeys, etc. |
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SAMBO'S OPINION. Sung by S. S. Pubdt. ,
I am a saucy nig from Tennessee, I want you all to know;
I'll gib you my opinion Of matters as dey go. |
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