Christy's Plantation Melodies

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De Days when I was Young.
I'm getting old and feeble now;
Dis hair am turnin grey;
I cannot work, as once I did,
Upon each sunny day.
De corn I used in pride to hoe—
I planted it myself—
Some younger nigga now must raise,
For I'm raid on de shelf.
Chorus, Den gadder round ye darkey crew— ' The tale I oft have sung I'll sing again—again to you, Ob days when I was young.
De morn ob life was full ob joy;
I climb'd de ole gum-tree,
Or listen'd to de oft-told tales,
Beside my mudder's knee.
I chased de coon; I poled de raft
De possum was my prize—
A smile den wreathed my fader's lips,
Dough tears war in his eyes.
Chorus. Den gadder round, &c.
I loved a color'd gal, and she
Was bound to me tro' life;
And round my fire were gadder'd soon
My children and my wife.
But Def, alas! come dar, and took
De ones I lub de best;
And leff no tie to comfort me,
Or calm my aching breast.
Chorus. Den gadder round, &c. 2*