American Old Time Song Lyrics: 33 Alabama Sam

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 33

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I come from Alabama, my name is Sam-u-el,
The white folks call me Sam, and that suits me quite as well.
'Most everything I spy, though I look so jolly green,
To take me in, 'tis all my eye, for you'll find me all serene.

Oh! such a genius you never yet did see.
North, East, South or West, there's none comes up to me.
I'm a modern nonpareil, the white folks say I am;
The pride of all creation is Alabama Sam.

I come up to New York City my fortune for to make:
By golly, it nearly broke their hearts the fair ones to forsake.
Amongst them all I was first chop, a regular darkey swell,
A taxation nigger I was called by every jailer belle.- Chorus.
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