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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Broke an' hungry, ragged an* dirty too, Broke an' hungry, ragged an' dirty too, Jes' wants to know, baby, kin I go home wid you?
Good ol' boy, honey, jes' ain' treated right, Good ol' boy, honey, jes' ain' treated right, Freezin' groun' was my f oldin' bed las' night.
Well,.my mama sick, baby, an' my papa dead, Well, my mama sick, baby, an' my papa dead, An' I ain' got nobody to pity po' me, po' me.
Big bell keeps a-ringin', HI bell fairly tone, Big bell keeps a-ringin', lil bell fairly tone, I'm a-lonely, lonely, lonely, an' a long ways f'um home.
Dey tell me de graveyard is a long ol' lonesome place, Dey tell me de graveyard is a long oP lonesome place, Puts you six feet in de hard groun', throws clods all in yo' face.
Dig my grave, baby, wid a silver spade, Dig my grave, baby, wid a silver spade, An' let me down, pretty mama, wid a golden chain.
What makes you hoi' yo' head so high? What makes you hoi' yo' head so high? Any way you hoi' it, baby, da's de way you gonna die.
I ain' good-lookin', ain' got no grea' long hair, I ain' good-lookin', ain' got no grea' long hair, But I got ways, pretty mama, dat take me everywhere.
When I go a-fishin', I take my hook an' line, When I go a-fishin', I take my hook an' line, But when I go a-courtin', I go wid a willin' min'.
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