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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Ef I had a sentence like ninety-nine years, All de dogs on de Brazis won' keep me here.
I b'lieve I'll go to de Brazis line,
Ef I leave you here, gonna think I's flyin'.
B'lieve I'll do like ol' Riley, OP Riley walked de Brazis.
Well, de dog-sergeant got worried an' couldn' go, OP Rattler went to howlin' 'cause de tracks too ol\
Oughta come on de river in 1904,
You could fin' a dead man on every turn row.
Oughta come on de river in 1910,
Dey was drivin' de women des like de men.
Wake up, dead man, an' help me drive my row, Wake up, dead man, an' help me drive my row.
Some in de buildin' an' some on de farm, Some in de graveyard, some goin' home.
I looked at my OP Hannah,* an' she's turnin' red, I looked at my podner an' he's almos' dead.
Wake up, lifetime, hold up yo' head,
Well, you may get a pardon an' you may drop dead.
Well, I wonder what's de matter, somepin' mus' be wrong, We're still here rollin', Shorty George done gone, t
Go down, OP Hannah, doncha rise no mo', Ef you rise any mo' bring judgment day.
* The sun, which gets hot in South Texas. f See page 199 for note on Shorty George.