Jim Crow - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
JIM CROW. 
Come listen all you gals and boys, I's just from Tucky-hoe; I'm going to sing a little song, my name's Jim Crow. 
Chorus. Weel about and turn about an' do its' so, Ebery time I wheel about I jump Jim Crow. 
Oh, I'm a roarer on de fiddle, and down in old Virginny They say I play de skyentific like Massa Paganini.- Chorus. 
I went down to de ribber, I didn't mean to stay, But dere I see so many gals, I couldn't get away.- Chorus. 
I get 'pon a flat boat, I cotch de Uncle Sam, Deu I went to see de place wher' dey kill'd Packenham.- Chorus. 
And den I go to Orleans, an' feel so full of fight, Dey put me in de Calaboose, and keep me dare all night.- Chorus. 
When I go out I hit a man, his name I now forgot; But there was nothing left 'cept a little grease spot.- Chorus. 
I whip my weight in wild cats, I eat an alligator, And tear up more ground dan kifer fifty load of tater.-Chorus. 
I sit upon a hornet's nest, I dance upon my head, I tie a wipor 'round my neck and den I goes to bed.-Chorus. 
Dere's possum up de gumtree, and raccoon in de hollow, Wake snakes, for June bugs stole my half a dollar.-Chorus. 
A ring-tailed monkey an' a rib-nose baboon Went out de odder day to spend de arternoon.- Chorus. 
Oh, de way dey bake de hoe cake in old Virginny neber tire, Dey put de doc upon de foot, And hole it to de fire.-Chorus. 
O, by trade I am a carpenter, but, be it understood, De way I git my liben' is by sawing de tick ob wood.- Chorus. 
I'm a full-blooded niggar, ob de real ole stock, An' wid my head and shoulder I can split a horse block.-Chorus. 
I struck a Jarsey niggar, in de street de oder day, And I hope I neber stir, if he did'nt turn gray.-Chorus. 
I'm berrv much afraid of late dis jumping will be no good. For while de Crow are dancing de Wiles will saw de wood.-Chorus. 
But if dey get honest by sawing wood like slaves, Dere's an end to de business ob our friend Massa Hayes.- Chorus. 
I met a Philadelphia niggar, dressed up quite nice and clean. But de way he 'bused de Yorkers I thought was berry mean.- Chorus. 
So I knocked down dis Sambo, and shut up his light, For I'm just about as sassy as if I was half white.- Chorus. 
But he soon jumped up again, and "gan for me to feel; Says I, "Go away, you nigger, or I'll skin you like an eel." - Chorus. 
I'm so glad dat I'm a niggar, and don't you wish you was too, For den you'll gain popularity by jumping Jim Crow.- Chorus. 
Now, my brodder niggars, I do not think it right, 
Dat you should laugh at dem who happen to be white.-Chorus. 
Kase it dare misfortune, an' dey'd spend ebery dollar If dey only could be gentlemen ob color.-Chorus. 
It almost break my heart to see dem envy me. And from my soul I wish detn full as black as we.- Chorus. 
What stuff it is in dem to make de debbil black, I'll prove dat he his white in de twinkling ob a crack.- Chorus. 
For you see, loved brodders, as true as he hab a tail, It is his berry wickedness what make him turn pale.-Chorus. 
I went to Hoboken to hab a promenade. And dar I see de pretty gals, drinking de lemonade.- Chorus. 
Dat sour and dat sweet is berry good, by gum. But the best of lemonade is made by adding rum.- Chorus. 
De Broadway belles, when dey carry full sail, Around dem wear a funny thing just like a fox tail.- Chorus. 
When you hear de name of it, I sure it make you roar; Why I axed' em what it was, and dey said it was a boar.- Chorus. 
I'm for freedom, and for union altogether, Aldough I'm a black man, de white is called my brodder.-Chorus. 
I'm for union to a gal, and dis is a stubborn fact. But if I marry and don't like it, I'll nullify de act.- Chorus. 
I'm tired of being a single man, an' I'm 'tarmined to get a wife, For what I thing the happiest, is de sweet married life.-Chorus. 
Its berry common 'mong de white to marry and get divorced, But dat I'll nebber do unless I'm really forced.- Chorus. 
I think I see myself in Broadway, wid my wife upon my arm, An' to follow up de fashion, dere sure can be no harm.- Chorus. 
And I caution all white dandies not to come in my way, For if dey insult me, dey'll in de gutter lay.-Chorus.