Lyr. Add: COME ON, BLUE !

Come on, Blue! Come on, Blue!
Dere's a 'possum in Heabn fer me an' you!
So come on, Blue! Come on, Blue!

Soon old Blue died; I dug his grave
With a --- and a silver spade.
Come on, Blue! Come on, Blue!

I let him down with a golden chain,
And every link I called his name.
Come on, Blue! Come on, Blue!

Now since Blue haft gone to Heavn,
I says, "Go on, Blue! Go on Blue!
Dere's a 'possum in Heavn fer me an' you."

Collcted from Mississippi Negroes, MS. of W. P. Cassidy; 1909.
E. C. Perrow, "Songs and Rhymes from the South," Jour. American Folklore, 1911, v. 25, pp. `37-155, no. 17.