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Lyr Add: Massa's in de Cold Ground (Stephen Foster

04 Jun 97 - 09:03 AM (#6212)
Subject: Lyr Add: MASSA'S IN DE COLD GROUND (S Foster)
From: Ralph Butts

Published in 1852...Tiger

MASSA'S IN DE COLD GROUND—Stephen Foster

Round de meadows am a-ringing
De darkeys' mournful song,
While de mockingbird am singing,
Happy as de day am long.
Where de ivy am a-creeping
O'er de grassy mound,
Dere old massa am a-sleeping,
Sleeping in de cold, cold ground.

    CHORUS
    Down in de corn field
    Hear dat mournful sound;
    All de darkeys am a-weeping,
    Massa's in de cold, cold ground.

When de autumn leaves were falling,
When de days were cold,
'Twas hard to hear old massa calling,
Cayse he was so weak and old.
Now de orange tree am blooming
On de sandy shore,
Now de summer days am coming,
Massa nebber calls no more.

    CHORUS

Massa made de darkeys love him,
Cayse he was so kind,
Now dey sadly weep above him,
Mourning cayse he leave dem behind.
I cannot work before tomorrow,
Cayse de tear drop flow.
I try to drive away my sorrow
Pickin' on de old banjo.

    CHORUS


08 Jun 97 - 07:57 PM (#6448)
Subject: Massa's in de Cold, Cold Ground for Tuija
From: Teru

MASSA'S IN DE COLD, COLD GROUND

Round de meadows am a ringing

De dark-eyes' mournful song,

While de mocking bird am singing,

Happy as de day am long.

Where de ivy am acreeping,

O'er de grassy mound,

Dare old massa am asleeping,

Sleeping in de cold, cold ground.

Refrain

Down in de cornfield

Hear dat mournful sound:

All de dark-eyes' am aweeping,

Massa's in de cold, cold ground.

When de autumn leaves were falling,

When de days were cold,

'Twas hard to hear old massa calling,

Cayse he was so weak and old,

Now de orange trees am blooming,

On de sandy shore,

Now de summer days am coming,

Massa nebber calls no more.

Refrain

Massa make de dark-eyes love him,

Cayse he was so kind,

Now, dey sadly weep above him,

Mourning cayse he leave dem behind.

I cannot work before tomorrow,

Cayse de tear-drop flow;

I try to drive away my sorrow,

Pickin' on de old banjo.

Refrain

I have heard that this song was first sung by Christie Minstrels in 1852.

Hope this thread can help you

With kindest regards

Teru