قراءة كتاب Negro Folk Rhymes Wise and Otherwise: With a Study
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Negro Folk Rhymes Wise and Otherwise: With a Study
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[5] This peculiar kind of dance rhyme is explained in the Study in Negro Folk Rhymes.
[6] The expressions marked [6] are various kinds of dance steps.
ON TOP OF THE POT
Wild goose gallop an' gander trot;
Walk about, Mistiss, on top o' de pot!
Walk about, Mistiss, on top o' de pot!
Hog jowl bilin', an' tunnup greens hot,
Walk about, Billie, on top o' de pot!
Walk about, Billie, on top o' de pot!
Chitlins, hog years, all on de spot,
Walk about, ladies, on top o' de pot!
Walk about, ladies, on top o' de pot!
[7] STAND BACK, BLACK MAN
Oh!
Stan' back, black man,
You cain't shine;
Yō' lips is too thick,
An' you hain't my kīn'.
Stan' back, black man,
You cain't shine;
Yō' lips is too thick,
An' you hain't my kīn'.
Say?
Stan' back, black man!
Cain't you see
Dat a kinky-headed chap
Hain't nothin' side o' me?
Stan' back, black man!
Cain't you see
Dat a kinky-headed chap
Hain't nothin' side o' me?
[7] In a few places in the South, just following the Civil War, the Mulattoes organized themselves into a little guild known as "The Blue Vein Circle," from which those who were black were excluded. This is one of their rhymes.
NEGROES NEVER DIE
Nigger! Nigger never die!
He gits choked on Chicken pie.
Black face, white shiny eye. Nigger! Nigger!
He gits choked on Chicken pie.
Black face, white shiny eye. Nigger! Nigger!
Nigger! Nigger never knows!
Mashed nose, an' crooked toes;
Dat's de way de Nigger goes. Nigger! Nigger!
Mashed nose, an' crooked toes;
Dat's de way de Nigger goes. Nigger! Nigger!
Nigger! Nigger always sing;
Jump up, cut de Pidgeon's wing;
Whirl, an' give his feet a fling. Nigger! Nigger!
Jump up, cut de Pidgeon's wing;
Whirl, an' give his feet a fling. Nigger! Nigger!
JAWBONE
Samson, shout! Samson, moan!
Samson, bring on yō' Jawbone.
Samson, bring on yō' Jawbone.
Jawbone, walk! Jawbone, talk!
Jawbone, eat wid a knife an fo'k.
Jawbone, eat wid a knife an fo'k.
Walk, Jawbone! Jinny, come alon'!
Yon'er goes Sally wid de bootees on.
Yon'er goes Sally wid de bootees on.
Jawbone, ring! Jawbone, sing!
Jawbone, kill dat wicked thing.
Jawbone, kill dat wicked thing.
INDIAN FLEA
Injun flea, bit my knee;
Kaze I wouldn' drink ginger tea.
Kaze I wouldn' drink ginger tea.
Flea bite hard, flea bite quick;
Flea bite burn lak dat seed tick.
Flea bite burn lak dat seed tick.
Hit dat flea, flea not dere.
I'se so mad I pulls my hair.
I'se so mad I pulls my hair.
I go wild an' fall in de creek.
To wash 'im off, I'd stay a week.
To wash 'im off, I'd stay a week.
AS I WENT TO SHILOH
As I went down
To Shiloh Town;
I rolled my barrel of Sogrum down.
Dem lasses rolled;
An' de hoops, dey bust;
An' blowed dis Nigger clear to Thundergust!
To Shiloh Town;
I rolled my barrel of Sogrum down.
Dem lasses rolled;
An' de hoops, dey bust;
An' blowed dis Nigger clear to Thundergust!
JUMP JIM CROW
Git fus upon yō' heel,
An' den upon yō' toe;
An ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
An' den upon yō' toe;
An ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
Now fall upon yō' knees,
Jump up an' bow low;
An' ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
Jump up an' bow low;
An' ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
Put yō' han's upon yō' hips,
Bow low to yō' beau;
An' ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
Bow low to yō' beau;
An' ebry time you tu'n 'round,
You jump Jim Crow.
Dance Rhyme Song Section
JAYBIRD
De Jaybird jump from lim' to lim',
An' he tell Br'er Rabbit to do lak him.
An' he tell Br'er Rabbit to do lak him.
Br'er Rabbit say to de cunnin' elf:
"You jes want me to fall an' kill myself."
Dat Jaybird a-settin' on a swingin' lim'.
He wink at me an' I wink at him.
He laugh at me w'en my gun "crack."
It kick me down on de flat o' my back.
He wink at me an' I wink at him.
He laugh at me w'en my gun "crack."
It kick me down on de flat o' my back.
Nex' day de Jaybird dance dat lim'.
I grabs my gun fer to shoot at him.
W'en I "crack" down, it split my chin.
"Ole Aggie Cunjer" fly lak sin.
I grabs my gun fer to shoot at him.
W'en I "crack" down, it split my chin.
"Ole Aggie Cunjer" fly lak sin.
Way down yon'er at de risin' sun,
Jaybird a-talkin' wid a forked tongue.
[8]He's been down dar whar de bad mens dwell.
"Ole Friday Devil,"
Jaybird a-talkin' wid a forked tongue.
[8]He's been down dar whar de bad mens dwell.
"Ole Friday Devil,"