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106 NEGRO FOLK-SONGS
Would n't give a nickel if I could n't dance Josey, Would n't give a nickel if I could n't dance Josey, Would n't give a nickel if I could n't dance Josey, Oh, Miss Susan Brown.
Had a glass of buttermilk and I danced Josey, Had a glass of buttermilk and I danced Josey, Had a glass of buttermilk and I danced Josey, Oh, Miss Susan Brown.
Here is a variant of the Josey song, that combines stanzas from other well-known favorites. This was sent to me by Virginia Fitzgerald, from Virginia.
As I was going up a new-cut road, I met a Tarrepin an' a Toad. Every time the Toad would jump, The Tarrepin dodge behine a stump.
0! rail, rail, Miss Dinah gal,
O! do come along, my darling!
0! rail, rail, Miss Dinah gal,
01 do come along, my darling!
My ole Missis promise me
When she died she'd set me free;
Now ole Missis dead an' gone,
She lef ole Sambo hillin' up corn.
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, a-Josie,
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, Joe!
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, from Baltimo'!
You go round an' I go through, |
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You get there befo' I do, Tell 'em all I'm comin', too.
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, Josie!
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, Joe!
Hey, Jim a-long, Jam a-long, from Baltimo'!
Another famous old dance-song, well known especially in Texas, is called T ain't Gwine Rain No Mo\ One couple enters on the floor with the first stanza and another with each succeeding stanza, till all those present are in the dance. The air and part of the words were given me by Mabel Cranfill, of Dallas, Texas, and various Texans contributed other stanzas. |
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