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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs |
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Up and down the parlor
I thought their necks would break, The way them darkies held their heads
Walking for that cake. |
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SOUTHERN LULLABY
There is a Southern lullaby
And I'm going to sing the tune,
Big eye—bright eye Shining like the moon.
I heard it on the Swanee
In the merry month of June,
Big eye—bright eye Shining like the moon.
And I was watching Hannah As she ladded with a spoon,
Big eye—bright eye Shining like the moon.
And she was softly cooing The music of the croon,
Big eye—bright eye Shining like the moon.
For down in Alabama 'Tis the asset of the coon,
Big eye—bright eye Shining like the moon. 39 |
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