WORDS FOR NIGGER MELODISTS.
When I lib in Ole Virginny,
I was no piccaninny;
I lub well a yaller gal,
Although her eyes wer squinny!
Chorus.
Corn cake corn!
Surry’s all forlorn;
Cake corn cake!
Sameo’s heart will break.
Dat yaller gal she whisper me,
“Oh, Sam, I want to married he!”
Yup! yup! I said, de sky am red,
And so you can’t be mar-ri-ed!
Chorus. Corn cake corn! &e.
Another twelwemonth past and gone,
Dat gal and I sit all alone,
Yup! yup! I said, your eyes am red,
Oh, Golly! we’il get mar-ri-ed!
Chorus.
Corn cake corn,
Sukk’s no more forlorn!
Cake corn cake,
Sambo’s heart won’t break!
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