Christy's Plantation Melodies

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58             Christy's plantation melodies.
We're all real darkies,
Our hair and lips are curled,
And we hope to please you, And sing it through the world.
Iuzza ! huzza! huzza!
Like our old dads, before us, Who used to join in the chorus—
The coons will run before us When we give the loud huzza!
Huzza! huzza! huzza!
Jenny Lyle.
My Jenny was a blithesome lass,
And gentle as the doe; Her breath was sweet as clover-grass,
That in the spring-time grow; Her eyes were lit with mellow ray,
And then her beaming smile, That round the lips like sunbeams play,
Of lovely Jenny Lyle.
Chorus. But she is dead ; sweet Jenny's dead! We ne'er shall see her more— She sleeps beneath the cotton-boughs,, •               On Mississippi's shore.
ler voice was like the rippling stream
That sings down in the dell— [ts zephyr-cadence always seem
In this lone heart to dwell. The robin listened on the tree—
With sadden'd thought the while—-So soft, so sweet the melody,
Of lovely Jenny Lyle.
Chorus. But she is dead, &c.