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Negro Poems, Melodies |
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Hot corn! hot corn!
Hot corn from the south, Growing in the garden
And melting in the mouth. See me shuck that hot corn—
See me shuck it, and You won't begrudge the nickel
To the hot corn man. |
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WHEN YOU GET BACK TO DIXIE
I'm going back to Dixie,
My heart is so forlorn, I'm going back to Dixie,
To Dixie in the morn; And when you get back to Dixie,
To Dixie fond and true, Tell all my friends in Dixie
That I am coming too.
I'm going back to Dixie,
To Dixie and the corn, I'm going back to Dixie,
For I was Dixie born; And when you get back to Dixie
And Dixie's skies so blue, Tell all my friends in Dixie
That I am coming too. |
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