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Christy's plantation melodies. 49
One day, when mowing of the hay, old Massa said
to me— Now, Julius, if you marry Dine, I'll set you darkies*
free. So, now unto the North we go, and there we live so
fine, And through the streets I promenade, along wit
lovely Dine.
Chorus. Oh, dearest Dine, &c. |
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The Coon-Hunter's Bride-Sam Johnson had a daughter fair—
Fair as darkey's child could be; Luscious lips and raven hair,
Pearly teeth, and step so free; But love shot dart through Rosa's heart—
A young coon-hunter, stout and bold, Oft sought the shade where Rosa stray'd,
And many the witching tale he told.
Chorus. Fly o'er the hills away with me,
Fly o'er the hills, love, whispered he;
Hil-li-o! hil-li-o! Fly o'er the hills away with me.
But she, that lovely one, was sought
By crook-shin darkey, far away; The time was fixed, the ring was bought,
And then came Rosa's wedding-day. Round coal-fire bright, the friends at night
Make merry with the 'spiring cheer; But one was there who wildly stare,
And whisper'd in the maiden's ear.
Chorus. Fly o'er the hills away with me, &c. 5 |
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