American Old Time Song Lyrics: 28 Oh Dars But Little Consolation

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 28

Oh! Dar's but Little Consolation.
Copyright, 1875, by L. P. Goullaud.
Words And Music by George H. Coes.

Lord bless you, Pompy, come tell me where you've been,
Ever since you left me I've been like a crazy hen,
I really thought I'd never more see your face again
In our once happy home in Alabama.

Chorus.
Oh I dar's but little consolation, ever since emancipation.
For de colored population in de good old state of Alabama.

I went up to Washington to see what I could see,
De niggers 'round de Capitol dey're most too proud for me,
Dey all want an office, And dere was no chance for me.
So I trabbled back again to Alabama.-Chorus.

oh! here I want to live and here I want to die-
De North ain't no place, Pomp, for either you or I,
Better days must come-I hope de time is drawing nigh
For de good old state of Alabama.-Chorus.

I thought dat de white folks would take me by de hand.
And Pompy would be welcome to de freedom of de land;
But dey shook me, and why I couldn't understand,
So I trabbled back again to Alabama.-Chorus.