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JIM ALONG JOSEY Oh, I'se from Lousiana, As you all know, Dar whar Jim along Josey's all de go. Dem niggahs all rise when de bell does ring, And dis is de song dat dey do sing cho: Hey, get along, get along Josey, Hey, get along, Jim along Joe! Hey, get along, get along Josey, Hey, get along, Jim along Joe! Oh, when I gets dat new coat which I 'spects soon, Likewise a new pair tight-kneed trousaloon, Den I walks up and down Broadway wid my Susianna, And de folks will t'ink I am Santa Anna. My sister Rose de oder night did dream, Dat she was floating up and down the stream, And when she woke she 'gan to cry, And de white cat picked out de blackcat's eye. Now way down south, not very far off, A bullfrom died wid de whooping cough; And t'oder side of Mississippi, and you must know, Dere's where I was christened Jim along Joe! From "Weep Some More, My Lady," by Sigmund Spaeth (1927) @minstrelshow filename[ JIMALONG RG |
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