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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
Captain Coon's a mighty man, He trabble atter dark; Wid nothin' 'tall to 'sturb his mind, But to hear my ole dog bark.
Dat 'Possum, he's a mighty man, He trabble late at night. He never think to climb a tree, 'Till he's feared ole Rober'U bite.
'Way down yon'er in Guinea Gall, De Niggers eats de fat an' all. 'Way down yon'er in de cotton fiel', Ev'ry week one peck o' meal. 'Way down yon'er ole Mosser swar'; Holler at you, an' pitch, an' r'ar;
WTid cat o' nine tails,
Wid pen o' nine nails,
Tee whing, tee bing,
An' ev'ry thing! 176