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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs |
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THE OLD BLACK MULE
Whoa dar, Snowball,
You old black fool, Said old Tom the driver
To his old black mule.
Your harness am easy And your load am light,
So quit your kicking And all that spite.
I done got my troubles With dem dar wheels,
Without keeping out of The reach of yo' heels.
And den such manners
I nebber did see, Your feet am a showing
Their corns to me.
You ain't an angel
And you can't fly, So quit your kicking
Dem heels so high.
You am so homely
And so forlorn, A pity poor Snowball
You ebber was born. 73 |
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