Negro Melodies Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs and Poems &c

A collection of lyrics for 180+ songs.

Home Main Menu Singing & Playing Order & Order Info Support Search Easter Hymns

Share page  Visit Us On FB

Previous Contents Next
Negro Poems, Melodies
And the air is like a garden
And the air is pure and sweet, And my legs are getting rested
And my shoes don't hurt my feet; And I travel on delighted
Without a whip or goad, For the Lord done make it easy
Along the old shore road.
I watch the big white breakers
Come rolling on the shore, But they can't harm this nigger,
Whose days are nearly o'er; Along life's lingering highway
I am on to that abode, Where the Lord done say my place is
Along the old shore road.
I know they call this heaven
The milk and honey land, Where the Lord am gwine to meet me
And take me by the hand; But all I want in heaven
Is a place to rest my load, And a place to drive my mule in
Along the old shore road.
Previous Contents Next

E-Book - An Annotated Compendium of Old Time American Songs by James Alverson III