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32 christy's plantation melodies. |
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I have watched all the tricks of this wonderful man Who has such regard for the crow, the crow,
He lays out his grounds in a regular plan, And plants all his corn in a row, row, row.
Chorus. Look ! look ! &c.
He must have a very great fancy for mc,
For he has tried to entrap me enough, enough,
But I've measured the distance as well as he, And when he comes, I'm off, I'm off.
Chorus. Look ! look!—Caw ! caw ! &c. |
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The Rose of Alabama.
Away from Mississippi's vale, With my old hat there for a sail, I crossed upon a cotton-bale To Rose of Alabama.
Chorus. Oh! Brown Rosey, Rose of Alabama,
A sweet tobacco posey is the Rose of Alabama
I landed on a sandy bank,
I sat upon a hollow plank,
And there I made the banjo twank
For Rose of Alabama.
Chorus. Oh ! Brown Rosey, &c.
Oh ! after d'rec'ly, bye-and-bye, The moon rose white as Rosey's eye; Then like a young coon out so sly, Stole Rose of Alabama.
Chorus. Oh ! Brown Rosey, &c.
The river rolled, the crickets sing, The lightning-bug he flashed his wing, Then like a rope my arms I fling Round Rose of Alabama. |
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Chorus. Oh! Brown Rosey, &c. |
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