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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs |
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WHEN THE COONS ALL COME AROUND
Down in old Virginia
My father had a farm, The nights were long and lovely
And the days were bright and warm; And of all the grinning faces
That ever made a sound, You ought to hear the laughing
When the coons all came around.
The morning had its labor,
The cotton fields their share, And evening had its pleasure
When we were gathered there; And of all the fancy jumping
That ever stirred the ground, You ought to see the dancing
When the coons all came around.
And dulcet was the music
And dulcet were the tones, And dulcet was the banjo
And dulcet were the bones; And of all the happy hours
That ever did abound, That happiest were the happiest
When the coons all came around. |
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