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Christy's plantation melodies. 55
Chorus. Oh ! Sally, oh ! Sally, oh ! charming Sally Gates, No other girl can match with you, in these United States.
We rise in the morning before the break of day, And travel to the cottton-fields, though many a mile
away; And happy passed the pleasant time with Sally by my
side, And there she told me she would be none other than
my bride.
Chorus. Oh ! Sally, &c.
But every pleasure has a pain, I've heard the white
folks say; My Sally met a sudden death down in the fields one
day. As I to her was talking love, as she sat by my side, A black snake bit her on the foot—she gave a grin mid
died.
Chorus. Oh ! Sally, &c. ,
Old Massa he felt very bad when he saw that she was
dead; With essence of sweet peppermint, he rubbed her
woolly head; But all his trouble was no use, 'twas ordered by the
Fates, That black snake he should be the death of lovely
Sally Gates.
Chorus. Oh ! Sally, &c. |
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Serephina Tell.
Oh ! darkies, listen unto me, I'll tell you what beftl A very fair young coloured girl, named Serephina Tell. She was so sweet and fancy, her eyes they were so
bright, You'd think she was the new full moon, when she
wTalked out at night. |
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