Newman I. White called these departures 'upstart crows.'

I went down th the valley to pray, (3x)
I got drunk and stayed all day.

If you want to go to Heaven
I'll tell you what to do;
Just grease all over in Brunswick stew;
The devil will grab you and miss his man,
Then you slip right over into the promised land.
Eat chitlings.

From American Negro Folk Songs, 1928 (1965).