An Original Collection of Songs sung at the Theatres Royal, Public Concerts &c. &c. By W. T. Moncrieff |
OH, LORD, MASSA!
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An Original Collection of Songs | ||
OH, LORD, MASSA!
OR, LILLY SNOWBALL'S LAMENTATION.
Mercy, Massa Overseer!
Pardon! No be so severe
Poor Snowball he be great blackguard,
But Cowskin him hit berry hard.
Though him all de Rumbo drink,
When ole Massa little tiuk—
Though him on de Banjo play
'Stead of work, the oder day—
Walk Jawbone, and Jump Jim Crow—
Let poor Lilly Snowball go.
Don't kill a Nigger, pray—
Let him lib anoder day—
Oh, lord, Massa! Oh, lord, Massa!
Pardon! No be so severe
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But Cowskin him hit berry hard.
Though him all de Rumbo drink,
When ole Massa little tiuk—
Though him on de Banjo play
'Stead of work, the oder day—
Walk Jawbone, and Jump Jim Crow—
Let poor Lilly Snowball go.
Don't kill a Nigger, pray—
Let him lib anoder day—
Oh, lord, Massa! Oh, lord, Massa!
Massa Lavender, oh, dear!
Hold him hand—poor Snowball hear—
No lay on so berry fine,
Wid black butter no make shine—
Though him dance de oder night,
When him moon shine berry bright,
Wid de girls on de Plantation—
Yellow roses of creation—
Jump, and dance, and hug, and kissee—
Spare him, for de lub of Missee!
Him back is berry sore—
No stand him any more!
Oh, lord, Massa! Oh, lord, Massa!
Hold him hand—poor Snowball hear—
No lay on so berry fine,
Wid black butter no make shine—
Though him dance de oder night,
When him moon shine berry bright,
Wid de girls on de Plantation—
Yellow roses of creation—
Jump, and dance, and hug, and kissee—
Spare him, for de lub of Missee!
Him back is berry sore—
No stand him any more!
Oh, lord, Massa! Oh, lord, Massa!
An Original Collection of Songs | ||