ON THE TRAIL OF NEGRO FOLK-SONGS
A Collection Of Negro Traditional & Folk Songs with Sheet Music Lyrics & Commentaries - online book
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TRADITIONAL SONGS AND BALLADS |
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was learned from the singing of her Negro mammy, who rocked her to sleep by it. " Imagine innocence going to sleep after such a lulÂlaby!" Mrs. Dashiell comments. |
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A LITTLE BOY THREW HIS BALL |
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A little boy threw his ball so high,
He threw his ball so low. He threw it into a dusky garden
Among the blades of snow.
" Come hither, come hither, my sweet little boy; Come hither and get your ball." "I'll neither come hither, I'll neither-come there, I'll not come get my ball."
She showed him an apple as yellow as gold, She showed him a bright gold ring,
She showed him a cherry as red as blood, And that enticed him in.
Enticed him into the drawing-room
And then into the kitchen, And there he saw his own dear nurse
A-pi-i-icking a chicken! |
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