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	American Ballads and Folk Songs The huge and genial Negro blacksmith on Camp C of the Louisi­ana State Farm at Angola furnished the words and air for this spiritual, which is known throughout Texas, Mississippi, and Tennessee. Oh, dey whupped him up de hill, up de hill, up de hill, Oh, dey whupped him up de hill, an' he never said a mumbalin' word, Oh, dey whupped him up de hill, an' he never said a mumbalin' word, He jes' hung down his head, an' he cried. Oh, dey crowned him wid a thorny crown, thorny crown, thorny crown, Oh, dey crowned him wid a thorny crown, an' he never said a mum­balin' word, Oh, dey crowned him wid a thorny crown, an' he never said a mum­balin' word, He jes' hung down his head, an' he cried. Well, dey nailed him to de cross, to de cross, to de cross,
	Well, dey nailed him to de cross, an' he never said a mumbalin' Well, dey nailed him to de cross, an' he never said a mumbalin'	word, word,
	He jes' hung down his head, an' he cried. Well, dey pierced him in de side, in de side, in de side, Well, dey pierced him in de side, an' de blood come a-twinklin' down, Well, dey pierced him in de side, an' de blood come a-twinklin' down, Den he hung down his head, an' he died.