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RING, RING DE BANJO!
2 Oh! nebber count de bubbles
While der's water in de spring: De darkey hab no troubles
While he's got dis song to sing. De beauties ob creation
Will nebber lose dere charm, While I roam de 'old plantation
Wid my true lub on my arm.
3 Once I was so lucky,
My massa set me free, I went to old Kentucky
To see what'I could see: I could not go no farder, .
. I turn to massa's door, I lub him all de harder,
I'll go away no more.
4 Early in de morning
Ob a lubly summer day, My massa send me warning
He'd like to hear me play. On de banjo tapping,
I come wid dulcem strain; Ole Massa fall a napping
He'll nebber wake again.
5 My lub, I'll hab to leabe you
AYbile de ribber's running high; But I nebber can deceibe you,
So don't you wipe your eye. I'seguine to make some money;
But I'll come a nodder day,' I'll come again, my honey,.
If I hab to work my way.