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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
Yes: I loves dat gal wid a blue dress on, Dat de white folks calls Suze Ann. She's jes' dat gal what stole my heart, 'Way down in Alabam'.
But: She loves a Nigger about nineteen, Wid his lips all painted red; Wid a liddle fuz around his mouf; An' no brains in his head.
Now: Looky, looky Eas'! Oh, looky, looky Wes'! I'se been dowTn to ole Lou'zan'; Still dat ar gal I loves de bes' Is de gal what's named Suze Ann. Oh, head'er! Head'er! Ketch 'er! Jump up an' * "Jubal Jew." Fer de Banger Picker's savin': He hain't got nothin' to do.
WALK TOM WILSON
Ole Tom Wilson, he had 'im a hoss; His legs so long he couldn' git 'em 'cross. * Jubal Jew is a kind of dance step.