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Christy's plantation melodies. 11
But the New York yellow girls do dress
So " gallus," neat, and gay, I think if one will marry me,
I'll chuck myself away.
Chorus. Oh yes, I love the white folks so, &c.
Now, gemmen, I've a word for you,—
You bucks, of course, I mean,— I think you are the luckiest chaps
That ever I have seen; "With such dear charmers by your side,
To steal your hearts away, I golly, I think if I was you,
I'd throw myself away.
Chorus. Oh yes, I love the white folks so, &c. |
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The Old Folks are Gone.
Music, with Piano Forte accompaniment, published by Hali
and Son, New York.
Far, far in many lands I 've wander'd,
Sadly and lone, My heart was ever turning southward,
To all the dear ones at home; Here, after all my weary roaming,
At early dawn, I've come and find the cot still standing,
But, oh, the old folks are gone.
Chorus. Here I wander sad and lonely, In the dear old home, Those that I loved so well and fondly-All, all the old folks are gone.
Here's where I frolic'd with my brother
Under the tree, Here's where I knelt beside my mother,
From care and sorrow free; |
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