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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs |
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THAT'S WHY I WANT TO GO THERE
The darkies shout and the darkies sing The Lord he is my heavenly King, And when I die on an angel's wing That's why I want to go there.
I want to go there, I want to go there, I want to go there, I want to go there, I want to go there, I want to go there, That's why I want to go there.
I want to go there on a Sunday morn I want to hear Massa blow his horn, I want to see the blackbirds in the corn That's why I want to go there.
I want to go where there is no snow I want to go where the daisies grow, I want to go where I can go That's why I want to go there.
I want to hear the flipping of the angel's wing I want to see Jesus and my King, I want to shout and I want to sing That's why I want to go there.
I want to go there for the judgment day I want to hear the darkies sing and pray, I want the jubilee to start right away That's why I want to go there.
L— 25 |
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