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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Two little niggers upstairs in bed, One turned over an' to de odder said,
"How about dat shortenin' bread, How about dat shortenin' bread?" One lil nigger a-layin' in de bed, His eyes shet an' still, like he been dead.
Two lil niggers a-layin' in de bed, A-snorin' an' a-dreamin' of a table spread. Wen de doctor come he simpully said, "Feed dat boy some shortenin' bread."
T'other lil nigger sick in de bed, Wen he hear tell o' shortenin' bread, Popped up well, he dance an' sing, He almos' cut de pigeon wing.
I do love liquor, an' I will take a dram, I'd ruther be a nigger dan' a po' white man.