Marsh, Richard. Marsh's Selection, or Singing for the Million, Containing the Choicest and Best Collection of Songs Ever Embodied in One Work, New York: Richard Marsh, 1854, page 92:

COME DAY, GO DAY.
OR
MASSA IS A STINGY MAN.

Sung with everlasting shouts of applause by the
renowned old Dan Emmit.

1. Oh, massa is a stingy man,
And all his neighbors knows it,
He keeps good whiskey in his house,
An neber says, here goes it.

CHORUS: Sing come day, go day,
God send Sunday,
We'll drink whiskey all de week,
And buttermilk o' Sunday.

2. A stray dog come to town,
'Pon a bag of peaches,
De horse run off an he fell down,
And mashed 'em all to pieces.
Fala du, fala du da du da la,
Fula du fala du lala du la du la.

3. Hoe cotton, dig corn,
Den we feed de niggies,
An oh, lord Moses,
What a luscious time for niggas.

4. Black Jen's got a holler tooth
An says it's always aching,
But when she puts de hoe cake in,
Den it stops a plaguing.

5. Oh, missus says we eat too much.
An wear out too much trowses.
She'll make us feed on atmosphere.
And dress in nature's blowses.

6. She sent consumption Joe one night.
Tobacco leaf to kiver,
It made him sneeze out de moonlight.
An cough away his liver.

7. Oh, massa loves to hug de gals,
And missus doesn't knows it.
But as I like de angels too,
I believe I won't exclose it,

8. Oh, missus says we shouldn't eat,
Kase we don't work a Sunday,
But natur keeps digestion's mill,
A-goin as well as Monday.

9. Massa sich a stingy man,
I no more ketch him possum.
I roast and eat him in de wood,
And den I swear I loss him.

10. Old Jake went out to shoot,
And when de gun it go off,
It kick his right ear out o' joint.
Den fall and smash his toe off.