American Old Time Song Lyrics: 50 Blackballed In The Lime Kiln Club
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 50
BLACKBALLED IN THE LIME KILN CLUB.
Copyright, 1895, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis.
Dar's a colored individual by the name of Moses Jackson,
Who used to have a splendid reputation-
He belonged to all societies, Odd Fellows and the Masons,
To the Lime-Kiln Club he sent his application;
When they read his little note, and the darkies took a vote,
They concluded Brother Jackson they would snub;
One nigger raised the dickens, said that Jackson had stole chickens-
He was blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club.
Blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club,
Blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club-
When Jackson heard the news, there was a nigger with the blues,
For he was blackballed in de Lime-Kiln Club.
When de Lime-Kiln's gave a picnic, Moses Jackson be attended;
To get revenge on them was his intention;
He bought himself a black jack, some dynamite and pistols,
And razors 'most too numerous to mention;
Moses Jackson he looked fierce, And the coons themselves made scarce;
These woods I'm gwine to fill with smoke, says he;
If you coons don't all take water, there will be a nigger slaughter.
So each nigger there then climbed a tree.-Refrain.
Now the coons all heard that Jackson was a bad man to get started,
That he had killed a coon in Alabama;
Jackson said. I'm on the warpath and I'm looking for the nigger,
Who at de Lime-Kiln Club had out his hammer:
All the coons stayed up the trees, not a nigger dared to breathe;
Moses Jackson gave the coons an awful rub;
There was weeping, there was groaning, and a lot of coons a-moaning,
Now there's crape out at the Lime-Kiln Club.- Refrain.