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CHRISTY S PLANTATION MELODIES.
Way down in Canebreak Hollow, Where the 'possum come and go,
In the evening1, at the close of day, Lived Jumbo Gum, my Joe.
Chorus. Old Jumbo Gum, my Joe, Old Jumbo Gum, my Joe.
When Adam was created man,
And Eve was made his brother, And Cain, the tiller of the ground,
For them to eat the fodder, 'Twas then the great delusion came
That filled the earth with woe, But none was there as could compare
With Jumbo Gum, my Joe.
Chorus. Old Jumbo Gum, &c.
Now Jumbo Gum, as you must know,
Was relation to my mother, And uncle to my sister's aunt,
And cousin to my father; He was very much respected there,
As genus is, you know, And a near relation to mysel
Was Jumbo Gum, my Joe.
Chorus. Old Jumbo Gum, &c.
Old Jumbo Gum he 'dopted me
When I was a little nigger. And made for me the good corn-cake,
Until I grew much bigger. And when old age had frost his pate
And made it white as snow, I loved him as a father's child,
Old Jumbo Gum, my Joe.
Chorus. Old Jumbo Gum, my Joe. 3 |
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