Saturday Night and Sunday, Too
Saturday night and Sunday, too
True-love on my mind
But Monday mornin' bright and soon
The white man's got me gwine
Bluejay pulled a four horse plow
Sparrow, why can't you?
Because m' legs are little and long
And they might get broke in two
Redbird sittin' on a sycamore limb
Singin' of his soul
A big black snake crawled up that tree
And swallowed that poor boy whole
Wild geese flyin' thru the air
Thru the sky so blue
They're now a-floatin' where the south-wind blows
So why not me and you?
My family learned this off an old '78 record by Burl Ives. Also on the album was "Wake Nicodemus" (another good song about a slave) which I found in the database, but not this one.