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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs
The rooster is a dandy bird,
He sits upon his perch Just like a handsome lady
In the bosom of her church; And when that rooster starts to crow
And flap his wings in air, Excuse me foh a minute
But I'd rather then be there.
DOWN IN GEORGIA
I saw an aged negro,
His hair as white as snow, And he was pondering deeply
The da5?s of long ago; His thoughts were running backward
His eyes bent to the ground, And he was murmuring Georgia
And Missus walking around.
And as I saw him brooding
Beneath an old oak tree, It needed no great urging
To bring his past to me; I saw him in the cotton,
The cotton row on row, I saw him in the cornfield
And I saw him with the hoe.