 | The Music of Stephen C. Foster . |  |
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RING, RING DE BANJO!
[1]
De time is nebber drearyIf de darkey nebber groans;
De ladies nebber weary
Wid de rattle ob de bones:
Den come again Susanna
By de gaslight ob de moon;
We'll tum de old Piano
When de banjo's out ob tune.
Chorus.
Ring, ring de banjo!I like dat good old song,
Come again my true lub,
Oh! wha you been so long.
[2]
Oh! nebber count de bubblesWhile der's water in de spring:
De darkey hab no troubles
While he's got dis song to sing.
De beauties ob creation
Will neb ber lose der charm
While I roam de old plantation
Wid my true lub on my arm.
Chorus.
Ring, ring de banjo!I like dat good old song,
Come again my true lub,
Oh! wha you been so long.
3
Once I was so lucky,My massa set me free,
I went to old Kentucky
To see what I could see:
I could not go no farder,
I turn to massa's door,
I lub him all de harder,
I'll go away no more.
Ring, ring de banjo! &c.
4
Early in de morningOb a lubly summer day,
My massa send me warning
He'd like to hear me play.
On de banjo tapping,
I come wid dulcem strain;
Massa fall a napping—
He'll nebber wake again.
Ring, ring de banjo! &c.
5
My lub, I'll hab to leabe youWhile de ribber's running high:
But I nebber can deceibe you—
So dont you wipe your eye.
I's guine to make some money;
But I'll come anodder day—
I'll come again my honey,
If I hab to work my way.
Ring, ring de banjo! &c.
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