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JIM CROW'S RAMBLE.
Him went from Rome to Argos,
A short time ago, Piccaninni laugh and say, " Here's Jim Crow ! "
Turn about wheel about,
And jump jist so, Ebery time him weel about, Dey cry " Jim Crow ! "
Him went into de Park to walk, Where pretty Lady to Winne,
Ask him for to marry her, And give him half a guinea.
And den a man was passing by, So berry proud and large, he
Look in my face and say " Jim Crow " Belong unto de clargy !
Some call me a good fighting man,
But dat is no disgrace ; All say dat him by fighting got;
So blackee in de face !
Coming through the street at night,
Him run agin a baker ; Him show him card, asked to fight,
And call me undertaker.