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Rice wrote other words for the song and elaborated a make-up after that of the old darky, and created a sensation with it in a minstrel show.
The song attributed to Rice is as follows—though I do not know how much of it could be called a folk-song, or how much is Rice's composition. From various sections of the country I have received fragments of the song and the refrain, showing that it is a folk-song from usage, as well as in origin.
Jim Crow
Come, listen, all you gals and boys, I'se just from Tuckyhoe. I'm goin' to sing a little song, My name 's Jim Crow.
I went down to de river, I did n't mean to stay; But dere I see so many gals I could n't get away.
And arter I been dere awhile I fought I push my boat; But I tumbled in de river An' I find myself afloat.
I git upon a flat boat
I cotch de Uncle Sam;
Den I went to see de place where
Dey killed de Packenham.
An' den I go to New Orleans An' feel so full of fight, Dey put me in de Calaboose An' keep me dere all night.
When I got out I hit a man, His name I now forgot; But dere was nothin' left of him 'Cept a little grease spot.
Anoder day I hit a man, De man was mighty fat; I hit so hard I knocked him To an old cockt hat.
I whipt my weight in wildcats, I eat an alligator, I drunk de Mississippy up! O, I'm de very creature! |
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