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SONGS.
JIM CROW.
I came from ole Kentucky,
A long time ago,
Where I first larned to wheel about,
And jump Jim Crow.
Wheel about, and turn about, and do jis so,
Ebry time I wheel about, I jump Jim Crow.
I us’d to take him fiddle,
Ebry morn and afternoon,
And charm de ole buzzard,
And dance to de racoon.
Wheel about, &c.
I landed fust at Liverpool,
Dat place of ships and docks,
I strutted down Lord Street,
And ask’d de price of stocks.
Wheel about, &c.
I paid my fare den up to town,
On de coach to cut a dash
De axle-tree soon gave way,
And spilt us wid a smash.
Wheel about, &c.
