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ON THE ROAD TO CHARLESTON
On the road to Charleston
I met a darky coon, Driving on to Charleston
Beneath a summer noon; He whistled and he shouted
These snatches of a tune, Upon the road to Charleston
Beneath the summer noon. |
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I started out this morning
To go to market town, To sell a load of cotton
For my neighbor, Mr. Brown; The road is like an arrow
And measured by the rule, It was only forty paces
But a million for a mule. |
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I might get there tomorrow
I might get there tonight, The way this mule am going
Am sure a sorry sight; I'm jerking on the bridle
And whipping like a fool, But what's the use of talking
To a turtle like a mule.
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