American Ballads and Folk Songs: page - 0335
Complete Text, Lyrics & Sheet Music
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Two little niggers lyin' in bed, One of 'em sick an' de odder mos' dead. Call for de doctor an' de doctor said, "Feed dem darkies on shortenin' bread."
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Mammy's little baby loves shortening shortening Mammy's little baby loves shortenin' bread. |
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Shortenin' bread, shortenin' bread, How I love shortenin' bread! |
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Shortenin', shortenin', shortenin' bread, Don' my baby like shortenin' bread!
Stole de skillet, stole de led,
Stole dat gal makin' shortenin' bread.
Got six mon's fo' de skillet, got six mon's fo' de led;
I got six mon's fo' de gal makin' shortenin' bread, etc.
Went to de kitchen an' kicked off de led, An' filled my pockets full o' shortenin' bread. Shortenin' bread an' it baked thin, Dat what it take to make 'em grin.
Put on de skillet, put on de led, My lil baby wants shortenin' bread.
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