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1. 'Twas many years ago I left de sunny South, to roam
Up North, de happy day dat I was free;
From massa an' ole missus, too, and all de folks at home,
Whose faces now I neber more shall see;
I'se trabeled night and day to see de dear old place once more;
De cotton fields, de ribber, and de mill;
But most of all, where I was born, in happy days before,
In de little log cabin on de hill!

2. Oh, I remember ebry day, when all our work was o'er,
We'd hear de bones' and banjos' sweet refrain,
While all de darkies danc'd and swung around de cabin door;
Dem happy times will neber come again;
We'd hunt de possum and de coon until de mornin' fair,
An' laugh and shout, so gay and jolly still;
Such joyous, happy darkies, an' we had no tho't of care,
In de little log cabin on de hill!

3. Upon de ole plantation there is no one left I know;
De folks are wand'ring all so far away,
An' strangers meet me ebrywhere, yes, ebrywhere I go!
But round dis ole place Ise a-goin' to stay;
Dar's one spot left, they say, where I can evermore remain;
Dar kindness makes my poor heart throb and thrill;
Ise growin' ole and weary, so I'll neber roam again
From de little log cabin on de hill!

CHORUS.

DARKEY SAM.

SONG AND CHORUS.

Arr. by J. YOUNG, Esq.

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Oh my name is Darkey Sam,
And I'se a black-eyed contraband;
Down on de Chickahominee I was born;
But old massa run away,
When de Linkum sogers play:
So, I started for de Norf in de morn....
I soon met wid a man,
And he took me by de hand,
And he brought me to de Bobolition meetin:
Dar de brudders made a speech,
And de sisters 'gan to preach;
Dey said dat my complexion was light,
And de world dey would teach
What a point dey could reach,
And dey'd show dat dey could wash de nigger white.

CHORUS.

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