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MASSA'S IN DE COLD GROUND.
Key of D.
Round de meadows am a-ringing
De darkies' mournful song, While de mocking-bird am singing—
Happy as de day am long, Where de ivy am a-creeping
O'er de grassy mound, Dar old massa am a-sleepyrig,
Sleeping in de cold, cold ground.
Chorus.—Down in de corn-field
Hear dat mournful sound; All de darkies am a-weeping— Massa 's in de cold, cold ground.
Massa make de darkies lub him,
Kase he was so kind; Xow dey sadly weep above him,
Mourning kase he leave dem behind. I cannot work before to-morrow,
Kase de tear-drops flow; I try to drive away my sorrow,
Pickin' on de old banjo.
Chorus.— |
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