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6 Old massa bought a yaller gal, He fotch her from the South, Her hair was wrapped so very tight That she couldn't shut her mouth.
7 Massa had an old black hen. She laid behind the door. Every day she laid three eggs And Sunday she laid more.
8 Massa had an old coon dog And he was a half a hound,
He could run for an hour and a half And never touch the ground.
9 Somebody's stole my old coon dog, I wish they'd bring him back;
He run the old ones over the fence And the little ones through the crack.
io I went down to town And went into the store, And every pretty girl in that town Came running to the door.
11 Last time I saw my girl, She was standing in the door,
Her shoes and stockings in her hand And her feet all over the floor.
12 I went down to town To get me a jug of wine,
They tied me up to a whipping post And give me forty-nine.
13 I went down to town To get me a jug of gin,
They tied me up to a whipping post And give me hell agin. |
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