Blackballed In The Lime Kiln Club - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
BLACKBALLED IN THE LIME KILN CLUB. Copyright, 1895, by Spaulding & Gray. Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis. 
Dar's a colored individual by the name of Moses Jackson, Who used to have a splendid reputation-He belonged to all societies, Odd Fellows and the Masons, To the Lime-Kiln Club he sent his application; When they read his little note, and the darkies took a vote, They concluded Brother Jackson they would snub; One nigger raised the dickens, said that Jackson had stole chickens-He was blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club. 
Refrain. Blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club, Blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club-When Jackson heard the news, there was a nigger with the blues, For he was blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club. 
When de Lime-Kiln's gave a picnic, Moses Jackson be attended; To get revenge on them was his intention; He bought himself a black jack, some dynamite and pistols, And razors 'most too numerous to mention; Moses Jackson he looked fierce, And the coons themselves made scarce; These woods I'm gwine to fill with smoke, says he; If you coons don't all take water, there will be a nigger slaughter. So each nigger there then climbed a tree.-Refrain. 
Now the coons all heard that Jackson was a bad man to get started, That he had killed a coon in Alabama; Jackson said. I'm on the warpath and I'm looking for the nigger, Who at de Lime-Kiln Club had out his hammer: All the coons stayed up the trees, not a nigger dared to breathe; Moses Jackson gave the coons an awful rub; There was weeping, there was groaning, and a lot of coons a-moaning, Now there's crape out at the Lime-Kiln Club.- Refrain.