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PLANTATION MELODIES. 21 |
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His fingers were long like the cane in the brake,
And he had no eyes for to see; He had no teeth for to eat de hoe-cake,
So he had to let the hoe-cake be.
Chorus. Then lay down, &c.
One cold frosty morning old Ned died,
Oh, the tears down massa's face run like rain;
For he knew when Ned was laid in the ground, He'd neber see his like again.
Chorus. Then lay down, &c. |
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Old Uncle Edward.
There formerly might have been seen an aged colored
individual., Whose cognomen was uncle Edward; He departed this life some time since, some time
since; And he had no capillary substance on the summit of
his cranium, On the place designed by nature for the capillary to
vegetate.
Chorus.
Then lay down the agricultural implements, Allow the violin and the bow to be pendent on the
wall,— For there is no more physical energy to be displayed By indigent aged Edward ; For he has departed to the abode designated by a
kind Providence for all pious, humane, and
benevolent colored individuals.
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