Song-book Of The Commandery Of The State Of Pennsylvania - online

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Key of C. 'Tis just one year ago to-day,
That I remembered well, I sat down by poor Nellie's side.
And a story she did tell— 'Twas of a poor unhappy slave
Who lived for many a year; But now he 's dead and in his grave,
Xo master does he fear.
Chorus.—The poor old slave has gone to rest, We know that he is free: Disturb him not, but let him rest Way down in Tennessee. She took my arm. we walked along
Into an open field. And there she paused to rest awhile
Then to his grave did steal; She sat down by that little mound.
And softly wispered there. ''Come to me. father, 'tis thy child," Then gently dropped a tear. Chorus.— The poor old slave has gone to rest. etc.
But since that time how things have changed!
Poor Nellie, that was my bride. I- laid beneath the cold grave-sod.
With her father by her side. I planted there, upon her grave.
A weeping willow tree. 1 bathed its roots with many a tear
That it might shelter me. Chorus.— The poor old slave has gone to rest. etc.
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