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54 Christy's plantation melodies.
Away she went, and quickly married my hateful
rival, Flare ; The last I heard, she had a baby, a squalling son and
heir.
Chorus. Farewell, thou lovely Sarah, &c.
Then learn from me, ye love-sick darkies, should you
e'er fall in love, That this one left me a broken-hearted and a dejected
cove; And though they sing and smile so softly, and look
so blithe and gay, Remember, once again, I pray you, poor Bones and |
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lse Miss Day. |
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Chorus. Farewell, thou lovely Sarah, &c. |
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We'll have a little Dance To-night, Boys.
Oh, listen to this good old tune,
And then I'll sing another; Oh, Massa gone this afternoon
To call upon his brother. So, darkies, wait a little while
Till he gets out of sight; "We'll drop the shovel and the hoe,
And have a little dance to-night.
Chorus. We'll have a little dance to-night, boys And dance by the light of the moon
I want the cambric handkerchief,
I want the beaver hat; Oh, hand me down the high-heel boots,
Likewise the silk cravat. |
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