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OH! BOYS CARRY ME LONG.
[1]
Oh! carry me long,There's no more trouble for me,
I'm bound to roam
In a happy home
Where all the darkeys are free;
I've worked long in the fields,
I've handled many a hoe,
I'll turn my eye
Before I die
And see the sugar cane grow.
CHORUS.
Oh! boys, carry me long,Carry me till I die,
Carry me down
To the burying ground:
Massa, dont you cry!
[2]
All over the landI've wandered many a day,
To blow the horn
And mind the corn
And keep the possum away;
No use for me now,
So darkeys bury me low:
My horn is dry,
And I must lie
Where the possum never can go.
CHORUS.
[3]
Farewell to the boysWith hearts so happy and light,
They sing a song
The whole day long,
And dance the juba at night;
Farewell to the fields
Of cotton, 'bacco, and all:
I'm bound to hoe
In a blessed row
Where the corn grows mellow and tall.
CHORUS.
[4]
Farewell to the hills,The meadows cover'd with green,
Old brindle boss
And the old grey horse
All beaten, broken, and lean;
Farewell to the dog
That always followed me 'round;
Old Sancho'll wail
And droop his tail
When I am under the ground.
CHORUS.
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